"All right?" Simon slumped himself onto the uncomfortable common room stall and seemingly did everything he could to avoid making any sort of eye contact with you.

"Yeah... I'm fine I guess." You found yourself in the same predicament, your eyes darting between the crude posters and out of the large, water marked window that looked out into the plain hallway.

"How was your study session with Jay?" Finally he actually looked at you, albeit not for an extended period of time. "Not very productive I assume?"

"Let's see, I get there and enjoy ten minutes of his dad joking about Jays french fry-like cock, actually get into his bedroom and spend two hours listening to Jay talk pure shit. Of course both about you for ignoring you me and about how he shouldn't have to study geography because he of course has actually climbed K-2 with Bear Grylls."

"He's such a bullshitter..." Simon smirked. "Well, not about everything I guess."

"It's fine, you like Carly I understand that it's fine." Simon looked over to you with hope and intent in his eyes.

"Look y/n, I'm sorry I ignored you for so long. I was so focussed on chasing after Carly bloody D'amato that I completely forgot about the great thing that was sat in front of me. So, do you want to come over and do some sociology work? There's a few concepts that I'm really struggling to wrap my head around."

"That depends on whether you're going to spend the majority of time undressing me with your eyes?"

"Oh shit." Simon smiled and glared over at Jay who had spent his free period trying to evade Donovan thanks to their little canteen sandwich throwing incident. "How are you going to tell Jay that you don't really like him in that way?"

"I'm not really going to worry about it too much, I saw him trying to seduce that weird girl from geography earlier. If I had to guess I think he knows it went pretty poorly. He moves on fast." Simons hand rubbed the back of his head.

"Shall we head out?" He pushed himself up and extended a helping hand. "Let's finish up and head back to mine? We can swing past and pick some food up. Don't worry, my parents aren't home to joke about my penis so we should have a little peace and quiet."

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