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❝I should probably wash this off before class starts.❞ Gary stated to no one in particular, his fingers reaching up to feel the pink substance that stained his hair. It was definitely a bewilderment for him when a bunch of jocks poured paint on his hair without warning, staining the sleeves of his blue jacket and giving his hair a disgusting sticky texture. Gary didn't take the trouble to pursue them though. At least they were having a good morning, right?

But then his morning never seemed to go right because as soon as he turned a corner in slight rush so as to wash the paint off his hair before it dries, he collided with an undoubtedly larger frame.

❝Oh! I'm so sorry!❞ The young Mormon immediately apologized as soon as he saw the infuriated frown that twisted the other male's face. ❝I was in a rush to wash the paint off my hair, you see.❞ He pointed to his stained golden tendrils but then fixated his gaze at who he had recognized as a classmate of his in his first class. Gary had never really talked to him but had always assumed that the guy was older than everyone in class since he appeared that way.  

❝But I guess this is my fault for not looking where I was going. Such a waste of coffee. I particularly don't drink coffee though unless it has a lot of sugar and cream in it. But I'm more of a hot chocolate person, you know? It doesn't keep me awake but it sure puts me in a good mood. Especially if you sprinkle it with cinnamon and marshmallows! But anyways, lemme go ahead and buy you another cup! My hair can wait.❞

Top of the morning to ya (Gary↔Michael)

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❝Aww.❞

Gary watched the crown disintegrate into teeny pieces of ashes, his face laying out the embodiment of a heavy heart for a second or two until Damien started talking again to which triggered his smile back no matter how harsh he was nudged away by the devil. Maybe Damien just didn't like flower crowns. There was nothing wrong with that! There are just some people who aren't fond of flowers and Damien just happened to be one of them.

❝Great! I love setting up tents!❞ Exclaimed the blond as he tagged after his fellow slumber-mate. He didn't really mind which spot they set their tent up on, as long as he gets to be chummy with Damien, then he wouldn't be picky. And based on the noirette's words, it seemed like the guy is regularly on pins and needles and that didn't sound good on the grounds that setting up a tent together will be taken into account.

But of course, Gary is always prepared.

❝And you don't have to worry about your patience running thin, buddy!❞ He enthusiastically caught up with the demon. ❝I used to go to a lot of camping trips with my family so I'm well-versed in assembling a tent. In fact, I even took exceptional teachings centralizing on wilderness survival! It was really fun and very beneficial. Plus, our instructor sure is one hilarious heck of a guy. No wonder he gets along so well with my dad. Did you know my sister had a crush on him once? Hehe, what a memory.❞

He paused in the midst of his jabber to pick up a rock that reminded him of a butterfly and shoved it into his pocket. His sister might like it. ❝So I guess it's safe to say that I have all my bases covered for whatever these woods have in store for us! The wilderness is just crawling with surprises after all so you must expect the unexpected! Am I right, Damien? What about you? How are your wilderness survival skills?❞

what are the odds - thedevilishprince

[✖] – When Damien was notified that he’ll be sharing a tent with some guy named ‘Gary Harrison’, he didn’t know what to think of it. For one, he had never heard of the guy before and had never really seen his name in any of the system back at home. And two, that name sounded so dull and basic, the demon knew that his 'slumber-mate’ must be the most ordinary mortal that has been bestowed upon this damn planet.

“So who’s Gary?” He asked their Gym teacher who provided him a pack that seemed to be composed of all the tools for the tent. Their teacher just smirked at him before nodding over to the direction behind the demon and just as he did, Damien heard his name being called out. Curiously, he turned around to be greeted by the display of a blond mortal approaching him with an all-too bright grin.

That damn familiar glow that closed in around him pushed the corners of Damien’s lips down to a frown. “Oh fuck, you’re a Mormon.” He muttered before Gary could reach him. Once a flower crown was thrust to his direction, Damien didn’t bother to hide his scowl as he accepted it before letting a spark of flame materialize between his fingers– completely burning the crown into naught.

“Are you done now? Good. Let’s just get this shit set up before my patience runs its course.” He spoke in nearly a growl, harshly brushing past his slumber-mate to select a good spot for their tent.

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in the midst of a storm - benzcver

❝Honestly--!❞  Gary sighed in downright exasperation the moment heavy rain started pouring down on him. It was at times like this that he had qualms over taking the bus or not because he would very much rather have a bunch of the guys there call him names than get sick from the rain. He couldn't afford skipping out on a class tomorrow for the faculty has been commending him for his excellent attendance. He has a reputation to uphold!

He pulled up the hood of his jacket and picked up his pace in search for any kind of shelter that could save him from the sharp rainfall. Just in time, his eyes caught sight of a gazebo nearby and a wide appeased smile stretched his lips.

Perfect!

As he was about to head straight for the gazebo, he spotted a familiar girl passing by in a rush. He had only seized a glimpse of her face but he recognized her straight away as someone from school. He never got her name though but her dainty face was hard to miss. She appeared to be facing a similar dilemma and Gary knew better than to let such a lady run through a terrible weather.

Hastily, he peeled his jacket off of him. ❝Hey miss!❞ He called out as he rushed after her, not minding how his hair and his outfit were getting all drenched by now. As he neared her, he swung his jacket over his shoulders before stretching it further to his side so as to protect the girl from the rain.

❝Are you okay? There's a gazebo over there if you want shelter. Unless you live nearby? Then let me walk you home. You might get sick from the rain. You don’t want to miss school tomorrow, do you?❞

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what are the odds - thedevilishprince

Gary didn't think he'd be this delighted about a school activity ever since he transferred here. Based on prior incidents, he had employed most of such activities by himself or with a teacher but never with an assigned buddy! And he'll be getting two buddies out of this one! He still had no idea what he had been doing off-target in terms of making friends but he will try his very best to make it right this time.

Starting with the guy who he will be setting up a tent with.

❝Hey, Damien!❞ The young Mormon grinned brightly as he drew near to his supposed slumber-mate who appeared to be occupied taking the tools of their tent from their teacher. ❝Look at what my sister made for us!❞ The blond held out two flower crowns which he had been holding onto in the time of their entire travel to the woods, ready and willing to show it to whoever he will be partnered with.

❝She's really thrilled that I'll be getting a friend out of this camping trip so here, this one's for you.❞ With a smile that never seemed to know when to drop out of sight, Gary entrusted one of the two flower crowns to the noirette.

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