Introduction
Dorms:
For their own safety, each student shares a dorm with their werewolf. They sleep on opposite sides of the rooms, and the werewolves know better then to try anything funny.
Dorm one:
Female student: Acacia Thorn
Male werewolf: Damien Aric
Dorm two:
Male student: Alvin Renew
Male werewolf: Danmark Czar
Dorm three:
Male student: Oan Mkoll
Female werewolf: Chelsea Hastings
Dorm four:
Female student: Christye Lockhart
Female werewolf: -reserved-
Dorm five:
Female student: Kynthia Roze
Male werewolf: Adrian Hawthorne
(I will add more if needed)
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Danmark glared after the retreating boy, snorting loudly as he ignored the grip on his arm. "Yeah, that's right, dumbass! Go back to dear old Mom and Dad and whine to them like the little bitch you are!" He was pissed. Sure, he didn't give a care in the world if this Oan kid was insulting someone, but his Alvin? Well, hell! He'll be in trouble for that! And, if he wanted to get into trouble, he'd do it himself and not having some weakling Momma's boy make it for him. But, when he was gone, Danmark moved his eyes back to Chelsea, still ignoring and allowing the grip on his arm to stay as he ignored Alvin's words.
"Look, chick. I don't care what the hell you two do, you just better hope to God you don't get your ass kicked out of here. Letting him do things like that will drag you down just as fast, honey." He might have called her nicely, but Danmark's words were laced with contained anger. Frankly, he wanted to run after that little brat and knock some sense into him.
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Alvin looked back and fourth between Danmark and the girl, feeling somewhat guilty. After all, if he had just kept his mouth shut for once, none of this would of happened; he would have his food by now and probably be heading back to the dorm to mess with Danmark some more before drying off from the rain and catching some sleep. But, noo, he couldn't just do that, could he? He had to be the smart alleck wimp that he was and Danmark had to be the hothead that he was. Alvin could already sense the future enemies they'd probably have by the end of this year. Not that he cared too much, but enemies meant danger and, frankly, he wasn't very good with dangerous situations. Like now.
He had no idea what to do after the girl left, angered, after her confusing human. "Danmark, will you listen to me already?" Alvin growled under his breath. He pulled the arm with all the strength he had--not much--to at least pull his roommate forward some enough to get his attention. "We're going to the dorm now. Kay?" He glared into the other boy's eyes, but it was halfheartedly since his rage was long gone.
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Danmark scoffed at the girl, rolling his eyes as she ran after that stupid little boy. Pick a fight and then run away with their tails between their legs... Douches. But, just legs loosened up at the final pull, the glare moving from Chelsea's retreating form to Alvin. "Tch. Fine." He huffed, turning back towards the dorm, hands balled into fists at his sides. Damn that wolf. He wanted some action around here! And, the first chance he gets, the little twerp Oan had to run off and his wolf had to throw some shit like 'Oh, his parents died!' in his face! Please! And?
"What the fuck did you even say to him?" Danmark finally sighed, managing to loosen his hands but still glaring straight ahead. "Whatever it was, he was a shitty loser and didn't know how to throw a punch. You should jump him next time or somethin'. Or at least let me, no shit." BUt, no matter how much he mumbled, it wouldn't change the night. There was no chance he was going to be able to run back and beat the snot out of that brat without getting caught.
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Alvin sighed and kept his eyes to the ground, not responding to Danmark's question on the subject. He wanted to tell him to calm down, but it was sort of refreshing to see someone attacking the one attacking him for once. He studied the ground as they walked. Fight back? he thought, a little incredulously. Yeah, that was a laugh. When they came to the building of where there dorm was, Alvin stopped again, standing right outside, but under cover now to avoid the rain. Not that it mattered much, considered they were both sopping wet. "Hey, uhm, Danmark?" he started, a little nervously. After looking around, he closed his eyes, because he knew he'd regret this later, and hugged Danmark tightly. It was so much warmer now, all of a sudden. He buried his head in the taller boy's stomach, but smiled a little. "Thanks," he murmured, though he doubted (and hoped) it wasn't heard.
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Caught up in his rumbling thoughts, Danmark was remotely shocked to suddenly have something wrapped around him. HIs head jerk down, back stiffening as he stared at the top of Alvin's head. But, a mere pause later, Danmark scoffed over the 'thanks', not hearing it as one hand went to Alvin's head, pushing him back. "Alright, kid. Whatever." He shuddered slightly as he kicked the door open, shaking his head under the dripping hood of his coat, Danmark's hands quickly shoving back into his pockets. "But you need some food or somethin' tonight, don't cha, smart aleck?"
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Alvin smiled, not caring that Danmark pushed him away. He shrugged it off and walked inside with him. "I guess so," he said in agreement, just remembering his growling stomach. He put a hand over it and pouted, before brightening up and poking the other boy in the cheek. "I want a peanut butter sandwich," he demanded, not exactly 'asking politely' or anything. "After all, you have to protect me, right? What if I die of hunger?" He snickered, ending in another sneeze. He got over things easily, so this sudden brightening of personality was nothing new for him. He'd just go back to the dorm after eating and read till falling asleep or something.
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Denmark growled, eyes flicking towards the boy, one hand rubbing against his check where it had been poked. "Don't do that, bro." He huffed before turning towards him completely. "And, as if, kid. It'll be your damn fault for not making your own damn sandwich." He might have been Alvin's dog, but like hell he was going to go so far as make this guy's meals. That was the equivalent of licking the sole of his shoes in Danmark's book.
((So hard not to put a sandwich-woman joke in this somehow...))
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Alvin frowned instantly. What was that he just heard? Was he just told he was not getting a sandwich made for him? By his protector? Oh. Nonono. Unacceptable. Alvin stopped again, but this time he walked in front of Danmark so they couldn't continue on. He started to glare at the taller boy, but suddenly he got a better idea--as his superior intelligence offerred most of the time--and changed his expression completely. He'd read about this before, and seen it in a show once, and always wanted to try it on someone else. Who better--than Danmark himself?
He made his eyes wider and sadder, sticking out his lower lip in a pout, shuffling his feet and putting his arms behind his back. He rocked back and fourth slightly just for the effect. "But I'm really hungry, Danny," he whined. "Can't you make it for me, pleeeeease?" And in his head, he was smirking and daring him to resist.
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Danmark froze for a second, eyes narrowing at the boy. After a few seconds of watching, one hand pushed down on Alvin's head, stilling the rocking. "One Rule: Don't call me Danny, brat. It's Danmark." He huffed, eyebrows furrowing. As if some puppy face was going to sway him. With a soft for him shove, Danmark pushed Alvin to the side and continued forward, waving one hand over his shoulder. "And I said to make your own God damn sandwich! I'm not your maid, kid." There was no way something as trivial like that could work. He would be insulted, that is, if he wasn't to thick skulled to be insulted by that. But, better not to insult him, hm?
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"What!?" Alvin groaned, stomping angrily after him. These things never worked for him! He would try again later. This wasn't over, Danmark. He glared at the back of the taller boy's head. When he reached the dorm room, he decided that since it wouldn't be made for him, he might as well give in and make it for himself. Despite being wet and cold, he was hungry above all else. He made a peanut butter sandwich and sat back down on his bed to eat it, looking over at Danmark. "Aren't you hungry, too?" he asked, mouth full of peanut butter.
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Not caring if his coat still had rain on it, most of the drips having fallen off on their way to the room, Danmark slammed down onto his bed, the headboard thumping against the wall. "Hungry as hell. Make me a sandwich." He half growled, a small chuckle following it, a smirk appearing on his lips. "After all, between us, you're the woman of the room. If I'm protecting you, least you can do is make my dinner, chick." One arm flopped over his eyes, rubbing them with a sigh, allowing some of the pent up anger leave him. Sure, this kid was still just as annoying, but, hey, Danmark had to be grateful he didn't get stuck with the ass showing off for his werewolf.
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"I'm not as strong as I look. . ."
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"Hold up, hold up! Twenty five more presses and I'll be there, all right, kid? Calm your ass down!"
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I'd like to have the last werewolf spot if that's possible, the one with Christye Lockhart I believe?
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