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[cravating]

[Part of him wants to stay, wants to ask what that was. Wants to kiss him again, honestly. But he knows he can't. They're just drunk. This is just a drunk thing.]

Yeah, I'll-- yeah. See you.

[He has to leave. Before it can sink in. So he goes and hopes that tomorrow won't be weird.]

[byrned]

[ Had Nate stayed that night, maybe things would have been different. Had he not gone to that guy then who knows what might have happened. But leave he did, and with Matt left only to relieve himself with thoughts that without his drunken haze would make him sick with worry.

Either way, he remembers none of it in the morning. Vodka and sambucca blotting everything out past about midnight. He's none the wiser to what they did. ]

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[ More time passes, and Nate never mentions what happened that night, Matt remaining none the wiser. They get moved back to their proper halls, a room each once again, but it seems there's rarely a day passes where Matt doesn't walk into Nate's room without much of an invitation.

He does exactly that right now, a grin on his face as he flops down onto Nate's bed. ]

Alright gayboy. You miss me?

[cravating]

[He's terrified to bring it up. He thinks about it several times, but always chickens out. It's better this way. It would only make things weird between them.

He likes the way things are, likes having Matt as a friend and doesn't want to fuck that up.]

Hard to miss you when you're always here, yeah?

[byrned]

[ That earns a grin, and he settles back on Nate's bed like he owns the damn place. ]

I've got her a present. [ The her here being Sally. Sally who he met two weeks ago. Nothing like the women he's usually interested in, all blonde and legs and with an opinion about everything. She was at the bar one night while Matt was at work, and she hooked her claws right in.

Matt didn't stand a chance. There's also of course the fact Matt has no money, but he doesn't seem too bothered by that right now as from his pocket he pulls a small box, opening it up to show a small gold necklace. ]

Think she'll like it?

[cravating]

[Nate tries not to roll his eyes when Matt brings up Sally. He wants to like her. He does. But he just has a bad feeling about her. Looking at the necklace, he raises both eyebrows.]

Dunno. Wondering more if you'll like not eating. Where the fuck did you get the money for that?!

[byrned]

Nah man it's fine, I've asked for extra shifts. Sal thought I should anyway. [ Extra shifts, when he really shouldn't be working the ones he has now. Never any time to do work for his classes when he's working all the time, and hardly sleeping. But it's fine, right? ]

I'm gonna give it to her tonight. We're going to this swanky restaurant she likes. I'm going to make myself look shit hot.

[cravating]

You hate places like that. [All of this just feels so wrong. Ugh he hates this.]

Don't you have a performance coming up anyway? When's the last time you had time to practice?

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Yeah yeah I've booked the music room for tomorrow morning. It's cool Nate, I've got it all covered. And yeah it's not my thing but she likes it and said it's the sort of place guys should take girls. Him taking her. [ That'd be him paying too then. Fuck you Sally. ]

[cravating]

This is that place she was talking about at lunch the other day, yeah? That's expensive as fuck, Matt. Just-- [He digs in his pocket and pulls out what money he's got on him. It's not much but he can't just let his best friend spend every bit he has on this girl.]

Take it. Seriously. Pay me back once these new shifts of yours start if you want.

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No. No fuck Nate I can't. That's yours.

[ But no, he's skint and he knows it, so he looks up to him a bit awkwardly. ] I mean if you're sure. Thanks. Thanks man, seriously. You're a fucking angel. Dunno what I'd do without you.

[cravating]

I know you're good for it. Just... Don't let her get it in your head what you're supposed to do. Any girl would be lucky to sit around, eat pizza, and just talk about whatever comes to mind until all hours with you. All the fancy shit is just-- it's extra. Nice, but only if it's not going to leave you fucking destitute.

[byrned]

[ Matt should listen to his friend, he should really listen to him. Absorb those words now, because they're important.

But he doesn't. Too wrapped up in the idea of this woman that's assertive and knows exactly what she wants. She's the sort of woman that if he took home? His da might even want to call him his son again. It's hard for a thought like that not to get into your head. Is it what he wants? Well that doesn't really enter his mind.

If he was thinking about what he really wanted, then he'd be having to deal with much bigger questions. ]

Just want to show her a good time [ he assures. ] And not my usual sort of good time. We've not done that yet.

How's your coursework coming?

[cravating]

[Nate frowns, not appreciating the brush off but not looking to start a fight.]

Good. Working on a couple of pieces for a project. Have a paper due by the end of the week.

There's that showing I told you about? All the stuff from that class I took last term. Two weeks from now? I've got two tickets saved for you and Luce if you still want to check it out.

[byrned]

Good! Yes. Fuck. Good. Wouldn't miss it for the world, mate. I'll be there. When is it, the Friday? I'll make sure i'm not working. Shit. Two weeks? Fuck.. Okay. No, I'll sort things out. I'll be there. I promise.

[ Because of course already Sally has him booked up, telling him when they'll be going where. She's booked that day. He'll get it back. ]

[cravating]

If you're busy or something, it's fine. It's just a little gallery thing. Not really that important.

[byrned]

Are you kidding me? Of course it's important. It's you. It's important. I'll be there with bells on.

[cravating]

[He smiles in that small, private way that only Matt really gets to see. Not that he probably knows that.]

Thanks. So do you want me to help you pick out something to wear for this dinner or what?

[byrned]

Yes! Please. Bring me your gay fashion talent. Though you try and put me in skinny jeans and we'll be having words. I did get a new shirt but I think it might be wank.

[cravating]

I'm telling you, the girls like the skinny jean thing. But yeah- lets see this short of yours. Go on.

[He shoos him out of his room so they can head to Matt's.]

[byrned]

And you're the expert on what girls like? [ He lifts his brow, like come on seriously.

Heading to his room (much messier room), he pulls out a plastic bag with a shirt still on a hanger in it. It's blue and with squiggly lines on it, like it's trying to be cool. He pulls his tshirt off and starts to unbutton it from the hanger to try it on. Gratuitous topless moment in this thread right here. ]

It was in the sale.

[cravating]

Yeah, I am actually. Girl talk, you know. Best gay friend and all. They like to try to get a look at how big a guys cock is that way.

[He has a lot of valuable information okay.

But for now he'll just sit back and let Matt change. Don't mind this view at all.]

I like you in blue.

[byrned]

Hey who's gay best friend? You been gay best friend cheating on me with some girl? Do I need to go and beat someone up?

[ He grins, teasing him as he buttons up the shirt, but leaves way more buttons open than he probably should, the leather thong necklace around his neck something Nate gave him a couple of months ago. ]

Yeah? You like it? Does it work? Like I want to look hot. Do I look hot? With what, jeans? Blue? Black? Not those ripped ones.

[cravating]

The black ones, definitely. [Nate doesn't love this shirt, honestly. The colors good but it's just not really Matt. But he can't say that he hates the way he's got his chest exposed like that.

Fuck. Focus, Jones.]

You always look hot. It's irritating, honestly. [He says with a roll of his eyes.]

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Black. Got it. [ And he will just... continue getting changed right here then. Might as well, given he's started. So his current jeans come off as he looks around for the other jeans, standing there in just his briefs and the shirt. The sort of compliment makes him grin again. ]

Yeah well some of us just got it, Nate. The full package. [ And that would be him grabbing his package there. Lovely. But he's laughing so he seems to think it's funny, and he pulls on the jeans. ]

Shirt in or out? Out, right?

[cravating]

If this place is as swanky as she makes it out to be? In. [He is going to ignore the way Matt grabs his own dick and not even acknowledge it. He's the only guy that Nathan can put up with this shit from.]

Wish one of my jackets would fit you, but you're wider across the shoulders than I am.