Gött. Your brother is annoying af.

I told you that when we started dating, Gil. What is he up to now?

His usual bullshit.

Leave him and come hang out with me. ;)

Is Matt there?

Yeh.

I'm sorry, Vögelchen. I don't want to start another fight.

Okay somebody has your phone don't they? Give it back! Impostor!

Drama queen.

I'm just stating the truth, troublemaker ;)

I'll make some trouble alright ;)

Not in front of my salad

What about behind it?

Just behave for me, okay?

Maybe.

You're the worst :p

Matthew giggled at his phone as the constant stream of text messages passed back and forth. He heard Matt scoff from the window but ignored it.

Where are you, anyway?

The common area. Arthur, Loki, and Lukas are playing dungeons and dragons and I bet Francis that there was gonna be a fight.

Why would you even bet that? You're gonna loose your money.

No I'm not. Loki already tried to light Arthur on fire once.

Well, good luck then. You're one step closer to being my sugar daddy.

I already give you sugar ;)

Not the right kind, baby.

"I just don't get it." Matt groaned from his desk.
"The math problem? That's because you don't listen in class."
"Not that. The thing with whitey."
"You mean Gilbert?"
"Yeah. Why do you like him?"
"He's nice to me."
"And that's all it takes? Just liking you? I mean, you don't have anything in common..."
"Sure we do."
"Like what? I haven't seen anything."
"We both...well...we both like pancakes..."
"Tons of people like pancakes. That's not really a solid basis for a relationship."
"Oh? And what would you know aboot that? You've probably never been in love before."
"Nope, because I value having a clear head."
"My head has never been clearer."
"Whatever." Matt rolled his eyes. He hunched back over his homework and Matthew watched him closely.
He was so different from the smaller Canadian, so rugged and rough and definitely not social. Matthew had to wonder what had gotten the other teen in that position. He wasn't open to talking about his life, but Allen sure as hell was. Maybe Matthew could ask him?
"So...what's your brother like?" He decided to ask. He could get Matt to open up a little bit, surely.
"He's an idiot."
"What was it like growing up with him?"
"Annoying."
"Okay...so, he's vegan isn't he?"
"Yep."
"What's that like?"
"Annoying."
"Just in general? Like what aboot it is annoying?"
"All of it."
"Okay then..." Matthew sighed. "Need help with your homework?"
"Nah."
"Just let me know if you do."
"Sure."
God. It was like talking to a Kik bot. Matthew decided to go back to chatting with Gil.
I'll give you the right kind later if I win this bet, I promise.

Me likey!

Mattie, I have something to ask you later, but we have to meet in private.

You're gonna ask if you can suck my dick, aren't you. Cuz you know the answer is always yes.

No! It's not that! It's serious!

Gil...if something's wrong you need to just tell me...

Nothing's wrong! It's good serious I promise. Just...you'll have to wait. Meet me out on the quad tomorrow after classes, okay?

Okay. But you're buying me dinner, deal?

Duh. Baby's gotta eat!

Pancakes?

Mattie, why would it be anything other than pancakes.

I love you.

I love you too.

I'm going to sleep but I love you so much.

I love you more. Go to bed.

:p

"Where are you going?" While Matthew was texting, Matt had gotten up and was heading toward the door.
"I left my hockey stick somewhere."
"Is that really important right now?"
"Yeah. It could get stolen."
"Whatever. Just turn out the light and be quiet when you come back. I'm going to sleep."
"G'night."
"Bye."
Matt was not the best at conversations.