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SONDER UNIVERSITY


DRAGGING HIS BAGS ALONG THE LONG HALLS, giveon scoffed to himself. There was no way his dorm was taking this long to find. Looking down at his keycard then the dorm numbers once more he sighed in relief. There it was room 242, east wing .

Kicking his bags towards the door giveon unlocked it, nudging the door open. With a lift of the heavy bags he chucked them hearing a grunt.

"Fuck!" He heard looking up with bugged eyes. "Yo um, yo towel." He pointed covering his eyes with his left arm.

"Nigga I know, acting like you ain't never seen a dick before." Christopher laughed deeply picking his towel up.

"Yeah my own. Which I gave consent to look at"

"Nigga. Uncover yo eyes it's only us in here." Christopher sighed snatching the boys arm from his face. "coulda said sorry dirty ass boy."

"Oh yeah my fault. I didn't know you were right there." Giveon spoke honestly.

"Obviously my nigga." Christopher sighed looking around the room absentmindedly typing away at his phone. Who had him interested all the time?



Wrapping the towel around his waist he tossed giveon his lighter and a blunt. "Oh ion smoke like that- "

"It's for me not you dick head, light it for me!" He shouted running back into the bathroom to grab his clothes, throwing on his grey sweats.

Huffing giveon kicked his bags towards the empty bed in the right corner; sitting onto it he lit the blunt. Choking to himself as he took a drag.

"That's what yo dumbass get for smoking sum nobody told you to try" the other boy laughed at him placing a white tee over his body, snatching the blunt from giveon.

finally done choking giveon looked at the other with a mug. Christopher had taken out his phone recording himself. Conceited.

"Hold my phone real quick I need my pictures." Christopher demanded chucking his phone at the other who caught it In the last moment. "Yeah you betta had caught it, I spent hard earned money on that shit."

Doing quick fixes Christopher tied a camo bandanna around his neck for extra touch. Details.

@Bส€แด‡ษดแด›Fแด€ษชสแด€แดข
๐—ฎ๐˜๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฎ, ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฎ



๐Ÿค ๐Ÿ’ฌ
๐™‡๐™ž๐™ ๐™š๐™™ ๐™—๐™ฎ; ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฎฬ๐—ป๐—ฎ.๐˜‡ , ๐˜๐˜†๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐Ÿฑ,๐Ÿต๐Ÿต๐Ÿฌ
๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ
@Bส€แด‡ษดแด›Fแด€ษชสแด€แดข ๐™จ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ ๐™š ๐™˜๐™ก๐™š๐™–๐™ง๐™š๐™™,

Feeling as though he had enough photos Christopher said a quick "boo" laughing when the giveon flinched. "Aha! Scary ass" he spoke before walking out of their shared dorm snatching his phone from the other.

"Rude"



แก•แ ตแ Šแกƒเปˆเกšเ ขเ ˜ โธเปˆเ กเ ฃแ Š฿ฏแ †เ ฃเ ˜แกเ ฃเ ˜แ Šแ Šเ ขเ ˜๐ก~โ™ก



"And then he bucked at me." Giveon spoke with pure confusion, causing the group to laugh. "That's Brent for you" rakim spoke puffing smoke from his lungs.

They had been having a smoke sesh before giveon had walked in with a story time. But they didn't complain because at least he was getting comfortable with them.

music blasting, low red eyes, purple led lights, and good weed, it was a vibe.

"Brent?"

"Yeah. Christopher named himself that when he decided he wanted to become an artist or whatever." Rakim spoke seeming to be the only one conscious for real. Solรกna and Tyler had been giggling to each other for a little bit. Out of their minds.

"Oh ok" Giveon spoke criss crossing his legs as he leaned his head against Tyler's bed. solรกna laid on top of it playing in the boys hair.

"giveonnnnnn." Solรกna slurred poking his leg with her yellow jelly clear nails. Giveon had learned that it was her favorite color from the way she had worn it so much. Sunflower.

"Hmm"

"You know I think you should-" getting up solรกna posed, jumping off of the bed and onto the ground. Her big sweatshirt flopping as she drowned in how big it was. "this my part shut up, shut up." She continued.





"Pull up in my hood best dressed!" She bounced "next thing, upgrade, who's next?"

Grabbing onto the girls ankle before she tripped, Tyler giggled "stop all that bouncing for somebody think we fucking."

"Boy please you can't handle all this anyways." Solรกna rolled her neck yanking her foot from the boy and sitting into giveons lap.

"Don't flatter yourself stank breath ass" Tyler gagged

"Twink." She muttered through low eyes.

"Mad I get more dick than you could eva." He replied snarky

"Nigga please," solรกna replied raising her hand towards him "suck my ass."

Giveon sat quietly not even minding the twos on going argument as he took a drag of the blunt that was just passed towards him.

Brent.

He couldn't get the mysterious seeming boy out of his head. Why was he so intriguing.

"-eon, giveon," waving her arm around frantically solรกna tried to grasps the boys attention.

"Yeah, my bad" he coughed, smoke leaving his mouth and nose. He had forgotten to damn exhale.

"I said we're gonna get food you coming?" She questioned snatching the blunt from his hands. "Stop hoarding"

"Nah I think imma head back to my dorm", Giveon faked yawned "I'm tired."

"Ok then, bye boo" she spoke making kissing faces at the boy.

"Stop for you give him an infection." Rakim screamed in laughter as giveon choked out a gasp.

Chuckling giveon shoved her. "Bye y'all" he waved towards the others "be safe out there"

"Shut the door good when you leave." Tyler yelled.



แก•แ ตแ Šแกƒเปˆเกšเ ขเ ˜ โธเปˆเ กเ ฃแ Š฿ฏแ †เ ฃเ ˜แกเ ฃเ ˜แ Šแ Šเ ขเ ˜๐ก~โ™ก



"Oh shit my bad," Giveon spoke covering his red eyes. "Why every time I come in here he on some weird shit?" He mumbled to himself.

"Nah it's coo she was just leaving anyways." Christopher shrugged grabbing his blunt from off the nightstand as he layed underneath his white comforters, tatted chest on full display.

"leaving?" The girl questioned, hair messily falling onto her face as she cupped her breast.

The room reeked of sex causing giveon to pinch his nose. "Febreeze is free at the front of the building, invest in some." Giveon seethed voice coming out weird and croaky.

Exhaling smoke Brent looked at her "yeah tamika. Out." He pointed to where giveon was.

"My names Monica you asshole!" The girl screeched in disgust, placing her clothing back on. "Fuck you brent."

"You just did." He laughed throwing her underwear at her.

"You're a dick."

"Damn my bad I don't remember giving a fuck." He chuckled to himself watching her place her shoes onto her feet and hop out of his bed. "Manly ass, hit me when you tryna chill later though Ashley."

"Ugh!"

"Shut dah damn door when you leave to-" the girl already had slammed the door exiting before Brent could even finish his sentence.

"Mad ass loose pussy bitch." He shook his head looking over at giveon taking another drag of his blunt.

"Don't ." Giveon spoke at a loss for words, to high for the shits.

"Imma just. Yeah" he looked around refusing to make eye contact with the other male, as he got into his bed.

"Weirdo."




























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