Magic and Mayhem-Male
From Create Your Own Story
You and Nathan and Alex heavily outnumbered poor Tyler, though she may as well have been one of the lads. Honestly the four of you weren't the stereotypical dude-bro's you'd been expecting to encounter at the school of magic, which was just fine with you. You loved masculinity as much as the next guy, but sometimes you needed a break from tough steaks and beer bottles.
Looking around the room, you wonder what you should do for the day. You probably should go to class, Johnson was starting to notice your absence on a few select days. He'd over-looked it, since the guy had a massive hard-on for Alex, but he was slowly losing his patience with you in particular. Alex noticed you as you jumped the last steps, opening the door and chattering a goodbye to his brother, still struggling with his cutting. His technique was terrible, the root needed to be sliced diagonally to follow its natural weak structure, but Nathan was sawing it side on as if he could defy mother nature in ways the professionals had just overlooked. He probably could do with a hand … Even as you thought about it, you knew you were just looking for an excuse to ditch Johnsons two our lecture, but in that case you may as well pop over to see Tyler, after all her works is usually pretty dead at this time of the morning. If you were convincing enough, she'd probably bunk off with you in the back. Since the camera's were broken, you could help yourself to as much slushie mix as your heart desired. Which sounded so, so appealing right about now.
Alex chuckled, clearly seeing you hesitate. He winks in your direction. "So, Love. You coming or are you leaving me hanging?"
Decision time.
