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Saturday, December 3, 2016

Silver Spoon-Chp 3

*night soon came, n as promised, Harrod went to the local restaurant nearby the college to hv his dinner with Tyler, n he texted him where he was before he waited, ordering himself a drink while he did*

Tyler came up soon after, lookiong tired but smiling. "Hey, you have not ordered yet have you?" He caught a near by waitress and ordered.

Harrod: Hey, I thought u were going to ditch, so I didnt want to waste the chef's time *looked thru the menu n made his order as well* How was ur day? I knw u had a long day, bt how was it?

"Long and hard, but you know. Law school is going to be worse and as my dad always said, you can sleep when your dead." He shruged. "I had three of my six classes today and tonight I need to get started on my stats homework. how was your day?"

Harrod: Good. Home ecs was a blast. Baked something new today. Wanted to let u sample some bt outside food not allowed here. I've saved it n its in our room right now. Day just got mighty better now tht I got to speak with Noah Matthews *smiled happily u could almost imagine him sparkle*

"Dear lord you are like a love sick puppy." He rolled his eyes. "Just tell him you want to bone him and get it over with. You will feel much better after you do."

Harrod: *blushed super hard n was pretty flustered* N-N-No way~! I can't do tht~! He would just run away n avoid me n all tht n I'll nvr see him evr again~! Why would u suggest something like tht~?

"Cause you need to get laid, and if that is the one, then go for it. Remember last year when I brought  that blone home and you had to sit outside the room until I was down? Well with him, you can go to his place." He grinned. Harrod would never do that in a million years. "Be adventuious, take chances and get an A in the class."

Harrod: *blushed n just nodded quietly as their order finally arrived; getting A was a no-brainer, home ecs was his first n foremost beloved subject as he wanted to open his own bakery/cafe of his own, n he had been faring well since his first yr, bt there was no way he was able to score with Noah, as he was just way too green in the love dept n a complete virgin at tht. He wouldnt evn knw where to start*

Tyler started eating. "Or you could just for get about him and focus on work. That is what I wold do." He shrugged.

Harrod: *pouts* Ur cold, u knw tht? No wonder u nvr got laid *ate his food*

"Oh I get laid anytime I want to. You are just not around." He smiled and started to each. "Come on. If you like him go to his office hours. Talk with him, find out if he is gay then make your move. You are a good looking kid."

Harrod: D-Do u reli think so? Am I reli tht good-looking?

Dustin: *out of the blue* Good-looking enough to be my practice model. Howdy! Wat a coincidence, fancy seeing u guys here *waved at them with a naughty grin*

Tyler glared at him. "I thought I said you where not invited." Tyler turned his face to look at Harrod. "Tell him to go away."

Dustin: Aww, dont be such a spoilsport! I just so happened to be here. U wouldnt chase me away now, would u, old buddy, old pal? *gave a mock doe eyes at Harrod*

Harrod: W-Well...Its been a while since we three hung out together...

Dustin: Great! Its settled then! *dragged a chair n sat with them, n made his order*

Tyler glared at Harrod. "Traitor." He said under his breath and refushed to look at Dustin.

Dustin: So~ How's it hanging? U guys had a great first day?

Harrod: *felt a little awkward for Tyler, bt tries to lighten up the situation* It was alright. I made a new recipe today, n we got a pretty interesting syllabus ahead of us. Tyler got a jam-packed schedule as usual

Dustin: Ah, the evr studious, hard-working valedictorian of Benson College. Will wonders nvr cease? *grinned at his own sarcasm*

"At least I have a future. What will you be doing with your degree? Drawing the Sunday comics to entertain the idoits? Or maybe you will design the next for dummies book. I on the other hand will repersent companies that will ten times what ever menial job you get."

Dustin: *raised a brow* U'd be surprised how much artists like us earn on this so-called "menial" jobs. N ur right, I do plan to draw comics, no, correction, GRAPHIC NOVELS. Hah, those idiots u call them would pay big money for the stuff I'll draw, n besides, I'm already being booked to be contracted as a storyboard artist in...wait for it... *paused for dramatic effect* Think Tank Productions

Harrod: *gasped* No way! Think Tank Productions?? The movie company tht made those award-winning movies like Slip-Slope Mountain, Lord of the Kings and the Barry Lotter franchise? THE movie company tht won the Brundy awards for Best Movie for Dunkin'  Drawnuts??

Dustin: The one n the same *grins smugly*

"Please, like my father would ever repersent an entertanment company. We only deal with real business." He said, pushing his half eaten plate aside. "Art could never even come close to Law. It is one of the oldest profetions."

Dustin: I beg to differ. Leonardo da Vinci n all other artists during the Renissance area were ard way longer than lawyers came to the picture. Hell, dude, evn cave drawings were older n came first before law evn existed. Beat tht, hah!

Harrod: *was sensing a bit of heated debate going on tht might lead to a fight n tried to pacify them* Err...Guys, guys, it's alright. Ur both right in a way, let's not fight...

"I can. Law was created by the Romans long before the Renissance. You need to go back to high school histry class."

Dustin: Obviously u need ur ears chked bcoz I just totally said tht cave drawings existed WAY before law evn existed. I dont hear any Roman cavemen now, do we? *was glaring n growling at him*

Harrod: *sees the waiter bring the food* Ah, Dustin! Ur food's here!

Dustin: *sees his food being served n sat bk dwn, bt not before leaving a last glare at Tyler n gobbed dwn his food*

"Pig." he stood up and dropped some cash. "Harrod I am done. If you want to stay here with his neanderthal, then you can. I am leaving." he said, snearing at Dustin before stomping out.

Harrod: T-Tyler~ *pouts at Dustin* Why do u always hv to go neck to neck with Tyler? We're supposed to be best friends~

Dustin: Hmph! He started it *continued eating his food* N I still need u for modelling. Clay sculpture this time

Harrod: Eehh~? Geez, ur impossible~

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