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[color=FAEBD7][Sub][i]A [@GhostMami] & [@spooner] Collaboration
[b]Featuring [color=98817b]Wesley Slater[/color] & [color=845422]Theodore Wallstrom[/color][/b][/i][/sub][/color]
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[indent][color=FAEBD7]Wesley jogged along the trail he usually took around the San Augustin campus. The trees were very pretty at this time of year, turning from their vibrant summer green to a more warm yellow in the fall. That said, it was still hot as hell in New Mexico, even at the end of October, it was almost 75 degrees. Wes took a break to catch his breath and fan out his hoodie to try to get some air flow to his sweaty torso. Bending over at the waist and huffing, he contemplated why the hell he thought it was a good idea to wear a jacket while running. [i]Stupid arms.[/i]

Having his headphones in, Wes didn’t hear the approaching footfalls of another jogger as he took his little five second breather. The sudden appearance of one very large man at his side caused Wesley to jump in surprise. [color=98817b][b]“Jesus! Shit!”[/b][/color] Wes exclaimed and raised a hand to his chest as his already-increased heart rate began to pump in overdrive. [color=98817b][b]“How’s it going, man? You scared me, I was… in the zone. This playlist you recommended is dope.”[/b][/color]

Teddy couldn’t do much else than to smile down apologetically at his friend. [color=845422][b]“I’m good… good good.”[/b][/color] He stretched his tired body. [color=845422][b]“Just a bit groggy still you know?”[/b][/color]  he yawned. [color=845422][b]“Oh, hell yeah! I’m glad you liked it!”[/b][/color] His smile grew larger. [color=845422][b]“How about you, how are you holding up?”[/b][/color] he asked as they jogged along at a leisurely pace.  

[color=98817b][b]“Saammee”[/b][/color] Wesley agreed with Theo’s statement of grogginess. His body protested as he began to jog again alongside Teddy, but he pushed through it. He had someone around now that he had to make sure to look cool in front of, keep up with the big guys and fit in. Survival of the fittest… literally. Plus, it was good for him to push himself! [color=98817b][b]“I woke up in my bean bag this morning, so I guess my body decided that was my bed for the night. I could sleep for like 8 more hours, at least.”[/b][/color]

The pair jogged past a nice little pond where there were some ducks floating along. Wesley got the sudden instinct to go chase them but managed to fight it back and shook his head. Chasing ducks would [i]not[/i] be cool. [color=98817b][b]“So, what do you think today’s assembly is about?”[/b][/color] He asked instead, trying to make himself forget about the ducks.

[color=845422][b]“Bean bag huh?”[/b][/color] Teddy mused letting out a little laugh. [color=845422][b]“I don’t think I would fit on one of those,”[/b][/color] he let out a louder booming laugh.  His brows furrowed at the mention of the assembly, he had always hated those things. [color=845422][b]“Dude, I don’t know… or even care,”[/b][/color]  he said shrugging his shoulders as they ran along. [color=845422][b]“Something stupid I bet… something that they are probably forcing on us.”[/b][/color]  

When they came back around to the courtyard his stomach growled loudly as they stopped in front of the cafeteria building.  Teddy’s face was leaking with sweat so he decided to take off his shirt and use it as a makeshift towel swiping it all over his face before hanging it around his shoulder. [color=845422][b]“You want to get some food?”[/b][/color]  he asked, breathing heavily pointing towards the entrance.

[color=98817b][b]“Oh my god, YES.”[/b][/color] Wesley reacted with utter glee at the mention of breakfast. His stomach practically started doing backflips in joy. [color=98817b][b]“I could eat a whole cow! I always wake up hella hungry, but this morning is something extra. I want, like, a double cheeseburger. They probably won’t have that for breakfast though…”[/b][/color] The lanky boy’s shoulders sagged in disappointment as the pair headed into the cafeteria.

The disappointment was soon replaced by a roaring hunger as the wonderful culinary aromas greeted them at the door. Wesley scanned his badge and went to go retrieve his pre-assigned tray of food. [color=98817b][b]“Isn’t it kind of weird that they decide what we eat? Like… that’s gotta be illegal or something...”[/b][/color] The aspiring future lawyer mused quietly to Theodore. That said, he was entirely pleased with the tray of food that was presented to him. It was no double cheeseburger, but it [i][b]was[/b][/i] a healthy helping of sausage, bacon, eggs, and a buttered english muffin. And the eggs were just like he liked them too — barely fried and extra drippy — also what some might call entirely undercooked. [color=98817b][b]“Oh, sick, drippy eggs!”[/b][/color] He said, thanking the lunch lady that provided him with them.

[color=845422][b]“Yeah… but I mean there really is a lot about this place that doesn’t make sense”[/b][/color] Teddy lamented as he too swiped his student card and his own breakfast was handed to him. On his plate, there was a nice piece of grilled salmon and roasted grains with a side of fresh fruit. [color=845422][b]“But at least they always seem to give us just what we need.”[/b][/color] He could feel his mouth water as the pair made their way over to an empty table. 

As he sat down on his chair the cold plastic reminded him that he was in fact not wearing a shirt. It was too late for him to care at this point, so Teddy just grabbed his shirt from his shoulders and hung it on the empty chair beside him before digging into his nice piece of fish. 

Wesley plopped down in his chair with lightning speed. He was sweaty and felt gross but this food was going to be oh-so-delicious. Eggs were his favorite, so he ripped a piece of english muffin and dunked it into the runny yolk before popping the morsel into his hungry mouth. Chewing feverishly he swallowed and then stabbed up a piece of sausage with his fork before looking up at his friend for the first time since before they’d walked into the cafeteria together. The hulking bear of a man was sitting there, calmly eating his own breakfast in all his glistening, shirtless glory. With a sausage link still hovering on a fork in front of his lips, Wes stared with his mouth agape. [color=98817b][b]“Uhh….”[/b][/color] Wesley uttered in a lust-swept stupor. [color=98817b][b]“Theo? Your… [i]clothes[/i]?”[/b][/color]

[color=845422][b]“Hmm?”[/b][/color] Teddy was too focused on the plate in front of him to hear what his friend had said. He looked up to see Wes staring at him. [color=845422][b]“Oh… uh yeah sorry,”[/b][/color] he said touching his shirt, it was still wet with sweat. [color=845422][b]“I just feel a little gross putting it back on, I will if it’s awkward for you though,”[/b][/color] he offered, looking around the cafeteria seeing that some of their peers were actually looking at them. He realized that his friend might not be as comfortable as him with eating without a shirt on.

[color=98817b][b]“No! It’s…”[/b][/color] Play it cool, Wes. Quick recovery, witty remark, say something! [color=98817b][b]“You do you, man, it’s fine.”[/b][/color] He carefully concentrated on his food rather than the increasing number of eyes that were probably on them. You know, just two guys… eating breakfast together… in various states of dress. Wesley mustered up enough confidence to shrug and take a bite out of the hovering sausage link, [color=98817b][b]“It’s a good look for you.”[/b][/color] He said as nonchalantly as he could while chewing.[/color][/indent]