Room 413 | Afternoon | Saturday | January 7
Nathan hadn't done it intentionally but somehow, both his classes had ended up scheduled on Friday. And while that made for a long Friday, it made for an even longer weekend which was what Nathan was celebrating right the fuck now.
There was music going (loud but not overwhelmingly loud) and a cigarette dangling from his lips and something amber colored in one of his classes. It was safe to say whatever that was wasn't cider or apple juice. It was never too early to have a little drinky drink.
He had his phone in one hand and was scrolling through a few text messages from Simon (Stop calling me melonfucker) and Kelly (No, I do not want to ride you, fucking prick).
See, everyone loved him and that was the proof right there.
[Door's cracked and the post is open]
There was music going (loud but not overwhelmingly loud) and a cigarette dangling from his lips and something amber colored in one of his classes. It was safe to say whatever that was wasn't cider or apple juice. It was never too early to have a little drinky drink.
He had his phone in one hand and was scrolling through a few text messages from Simon (Stop calling me melonfucker) and Kelly (No, I do not want to ride you, fucking prick).
See, everyone loved him and that was the proof right there.
[Door's cracked and the post is open]