Levi wakes up to an unexpected 8AM alarm with the message, "BRUSH YOUR TEETH AND PRACTICE QUIDDITCH, FUCKFACE, THERE'S A GAME TOMORROW," yelling at him in his own voice. He doesn't remember recording that message, and he definitely doesn't remember there being a game tomorrow, but the urgency in his tone is enough to scare him wide awake to do as commanded. When he pulls back his curtains and slides from his bunk, though, he notices something... off? A lot of somethings off. The decor of the room isn't how he remembers, but he can still recognize his roommates' bunks by their own personal style.
That's one really elaborate prank to welcome the new guy. Fuckin' nice. He laughs aloud and grabs his shower caddy to head to the bathroom. Oh, it's right across from the cabin now? -- Wait a fucking second, did they swap cabins with the Seniors for this? That's REALLY elaborate. NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE.
Only when he looks into the bathroom mirror and finds an older, more handsome, more pierced version of himself staring back at him does he realize that maybe this isn't a prank after all. He's heard weird shit happens at Gooseberry, but this takes the cake. After a moment of staring at his reflection, he takes a step back, opens the front of his bath robe, and stares some more.
"NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE!" echoes off the tiled walls.
There's only one thing to do with a HOT BOD like this one. Impress people into liking him.
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Senior Levi doesn't give a fuck about the rules. Senior Levi is 2cool4skool and does flips and shit all up and down Jay Trail where he knows people will see him. The stunts he's been practicing for years somehow seem like second nature to him now. He feels like a Quidditch God. TODAY IS HIS DAY!!
The clapping and whistling is exactly the reaction he wanted and he looks down to wave back to the figure below. Oh! It's his cute-ass behemoth of a roommate. Even better. He adds a flirty little waggle of his fingers to his wave before executing a series of flashy aerobatic moves for the sole purpose of showboating. Finally, he lands a few feet in front of Cecil to bask in his praise, making sure to lean casually against his propped up broom and flash his most charming smile.
Levi & Cecil
That's one really elaborate prank to welcome the new guy. Fuckin' nice. He laughs aloud and grabs his shower caddy to head to the bathroom. Oh, it's right across from the cabin now? -- Wait a fucking second, did they swap cabins with the Seniors for this? That's REALLY elaborate. NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE.
Only when he looks into the bathroom mirror and finds an older, more handsome, more pierced version of himself staring back at him does he realize that maybe this isn't a prank after all. He's heard weird shit happens at Gooseberry, but this takes the cake. After a moment of staring at his reflection, he takes a step back, opens the front of his bath robe, and stares some more.
"NICE NICE NICE NICE NICE!" echoes off the tiled walls.
There's only one thing to do with a HOT BOD like this one. Impress people into liking him.
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Senior Levi doesn't give a fuck about the rules. Senior Levi is 2cool4skool and does flips and shit all up and down Jay Trail where he knows people will see him. The stunts he's been practicing for years somehow seem like second nature to him now. He feels like a Quidditch God. TODAY IS HIS DAY!!
The clapping and whistling is exactly the reaction he wanted and he looks down to wave back to the figure below. Oh! It's his cute-ass behemoth of a roommate. Even better. He adds a flirty little waggle of his fingers to his wave before executing a series of flashy aerobatic moves for the sole purpose of showboating. Finally, he lands a few feet in front of Cecil to bask in his praise, making sure to lean casually against his propped up broom and flash his most charming smile.
"Impressed?"