I believe in this. [Taaaaaner, baby!}

[Thorn Farrow]

"Stupid game!" Thorn screamed at the television. "It cheats, I SWEAR!"

It was half past one, and Thorn was sleepy as hell. Someone kicked the wall, trying to get him to shut up. He smirked. He had learned all too well these walls werent terribly thick.

Thorn tucked away his game controller, flipping off the TV with a yawn. He had been up for hours trying to finish this one level, and he was giving up. He flipped off the lights, closed the blinds, then stripped down to his skin. He never slept with clothes on. They only got in his way. He climbed into the cold bed, slipping between the sheet and the blanket with a groan. He yawned again, turning onto his back and looking up at the roof. He turned to his alarm clock, setting it for 7:30AM before laying back down.

He closed his eyes, pulling the blanket up to his chin, drifting off into a light sleep.

[Tanner Mason McGuff]

Tanner looked around, shivering as the cold air hit his bare chest. "Where's my room!?!" he screamed at himself, the screaming as the rain pounded down harder. Oh gods, why did he have to get lost in the middle of the night? All he wanted was food but then he'd gotten lost in the dark.. He turned the corner, running down a semi-familiar hall. Had he been here earlier? Or was this is hall? Tawny screeched, feeling like things were following him.

He grabbed the nearest door, flinging it open and rushing in. It was raining and it was dark. Two of his biggest fears at the same time. Tawny jumped into the bed, realizing too late this wasn't his room. And the guy wasn't wearing any pants. "Ahhhh!!!" he screamed again, jumping out of the bed and landing on the floor, his face bright red in the dark.

[Thorn Farrow]

Thorn jumped up, pulling the blanket tighter around him. What was this guy doing in his room?

"Wrong dorm, man.." He said sleepily, He laid his head back down, wishing the guy would leave. He had to get up early in the morning. He needed to go to the mall, get the new game he wanted, then come back home and play it until one AM again. He had no life. He had decided he would stay in his room until he died. Or they kicked him out. Whatever came first.

[Tanner Mason McGuff]

Tanner sat there, staring at him. And staring at him. And staring a little more. "Your cute." he said finally, jumping up to curl up around him. "I don't know where my dorm is..." he said truthfully, snuggling up against the strangers chest. He yawned, kicking off his shoes and slipping under the blanket so he could be warm. Tawny wiggled closer, not caring what he touched. "Can we play?" he asked, feeling lonely as he moved under the boy's arms.

[Thorn Farrow]

Thorn didnt quite know how to react, didnt know what to do. some strange guy was in his bed, telling him he was cute. What was he supposed to do? He pulled back a little as the boy moved into his arms, his leg brushing against Thorns member, sending chills up his spine. He shouldnt be attracted to a stranger.

"I-Ill pass. Im wicked tired.." He mumbled, pulling away. He looked over at the alarm clock. 2:03 AM screamed the red lines. He groaned, pulling his head under the blanket.

[Tanner Mason McGuff]

Tawny yawned, slipping under the covers with him. "We play real fast then night night?" he asked, his forehead touching the boy's. "Pretty please... I wanna play...." he whispered, gently kissing the stranger. The guy was cute, and Tanner was obviously (thought without the smell) drunk. So it would be alright for a night, or two, maybe even a week or so. He smiled, kissing the guy again, running his tongue along his lower lip while reaching down to stroke his member. "I wanna play real fast..."

[Thorn Farrow]

Thorn pulled back, swatting the boys hand away. He didnt care how good it felt, he didnt want to 'play' with this kid. It was totally diffrent when it was tag. But from the taste of the boys tounge, he was drunk. And one thing Thorn wouldnt deal with was a drunk. He may not smell like alchohol, but he sure as hell tasted like it.

This kid would just wake up in the morning with the hangover of his life, and run out of Thorns room, never remembering anything they did. This had happened too many times for comfort, and Thorn didnt like it.

"Go. Back to your dorm. I hate drunks." He said, sitting up against the wall. He didnt care if he had to get dressed and carry the boy out. He wanted him gone. Now.

[Tanner Mason McGuff]

Tanner shook his head, clinging to the boy. "Not drunk! Please... Please... I don't drink! I-it happens when I get excited, I dunno why.... Please.... I don't like the rain...." he frowned, burying his head in the boy's lap as he started crying. Like the flood gates got opened, he sobbed, his wet tears running down to the boy's member. "Please.... Don't leave me alone..."

[Thorn Farrow]

Thorn pulled the guy up, not really wanting to be wet. He pulled him close, rubbing his back slowly, looking away. Comforting people wasnt really his thing. He didnt like people much. He always assumed that he would be alone for the rest of his life.

"I dont like the lightnening. I used to run crying to my mom when it would storm. She used to swat my hand and tell me that it wouldnt hurt me.. So I kinda keep it to myself, you know?" He mumbled, not sure what to say. The boy was begging for him to let him stay. And Thorn guessed he could stay one night. He wouldnt rememeber it in the morning anyway.

[Tanner Mason McGuff]

Tanner looked up at him, gently kissing him again. "Sorry for the taste..." he apologized, curling up against the boy's side. "I'm Tanner, call me Tawny though.." he said suddenly, looking into his eyes for a bit. They were so pretty.... So breath taking... He kissed him again, wrapping his arms around the boy. This was the comfiest he'd ever felt with a person, so he would take advantage of it. Though he'd only kiss him, since the guy was so tired. He pressed their lips together again, running his tongue along his lower lip again, inviting him to play.