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T O R YxxH A N
Dialogue: #e6e600
Location: Waterford University
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T O R YxxH A N
Dialogue: #e6e600
Location: Waterford University
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After pulling on a pair of light gray jeans, (which he notes are tighter than usual as a result of his legs getting too much exercise at work), and while t-shirt, he steps out of the steamy bathroom. His blonde locks fall in thin clumps over his forehead, almost reaching his eyelashes. Perhaps, he thinks to himself, it may be time for a hair cut.
For reasons unknown, the small boy half expects Adam to be nowhere to be seen by the time he’s finished, but his roommate is still there going about his business. The bronze man’s looks strike Tory again, as if this were the first time seeing him, and he finds himself wondering if this is going to happen every time they see one another, because damn he is painfully attractive.
Don’t even go there, Tory.
Pushing all dangerous thoughts from his mind, he grabs the thin towel and drapes it over his head, tossing his hair every which way for a few seconds before deciding to just allow it to air dry. A few drops of cold water fall on his shoulders as he pushes the locks out of his eyes with a swift flick of his hand. As he’s setting the towel aside, his gaze falls on his phone, carefully placed on top of his own pillow. The screen glows blue and gray with a message notification and the name Emily written in bold. He can almost guess what his friend’s message reads. Either some sort of a guilt trip to try and get him to go somewhere with her, or a request for details about his new roommate, which she had avidly asked for before Tory even reached the living quarters. But, much to Tory’s surprise and utter horror, it’s neither of the two.
From: Emily
Message: Hey…so….I kinda sorta may have told Jake your room number. Don’t kill me.
Tory’s eyes feel like they’re going to roll into the back of his head as he supresses a loud sigh. ”You've got to be kidding me….” he mutters, more to himself than anything. An egotistical, cheating ex-boyfriend coming to find him to mend burned bridges is not something he planned on including in today’s agenda, especially since he has zero intentions to mend anything. He makes a mental note to strangle Emily for this later.
Calculating he probably has a few minutes before the unwanted visitor arrives, Tory hurries to put on his light blue converse, hoping to escape in time. Unfortunately the universe deals him the bad hand, and a mop of light brown hair over six feet of mildly tan skin shows up at the door step.
Using the bathroom door to hide, Tory makes sure to capture Adams attention first before mouthing the words ”I’m not here”, and desperately hopes his roommate gets the idea and sends the ghost from his past in another direction. As far away from him as possible.