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Dialogue: #e6e600
Location: Waterford University
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It's not unlikely. It's happened many times with straight guys before for it to be anything new to Tory. He's usually able to handle it with ease, making him feel a little less uncomfortable within a couple of minutes, but something about the way Adam's questions sound is making him a mildly uneasy. He shifts awkwardly on the mattress, large eyes focused on Adam. "Pride events?" he pauses for a second, brows furrowing together in thought. "I've never been to any." There's that same misconception from his hometown. The idea that any guy that isn't as straight as a ruler is automatically extra, flamboyant, involved in any pride parade they can find and impulsed to flirt with every male whether they are homosexual or not. Not that there's anything wrong with being that way, but that's not Tory, and it never has been. His personality, whether he likes guys or gals, remains the same.
"I promise I'll give you enough warning" he adds as he pushes himself off the bed, referring to Aadam's comment on bringing someone back to the dorm. Not that it is something that will happen often. Tory isn't the type to sleep with someone he is not dating, and as of this moment, he hasn't dated in over a year. A jam packed college schedule only makes the odds of that happening even thinner. After deciding to finally step into the shower, Tory gathers his clothes and a towel. His body aches from head to toe and only hot water running down his skin can help that now.
"And don't worry about feeling awkward." he says. After waiting long enough for Adam to make eye contact he adds- "You're not my type." with a cheeky smile before scurrying off to the safety of the small bathroom. It's all a lie of course. Tory doesn't have a type, and if he tried to tell himself that he isn't the least bit attracted to his painfully handsome roommate he would be lying to himself.