birds of a feather
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Thread Topic: birds of a feather
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imsoclueless Senior(s u r e
ts to what?
also, ngl i have a funny idea for how they get caught by connor's mother lmfao) -
(uhh idk lmao maybe to a practice or smth?
and oo what lmao) -
imsoclueless Senior(or maybe detention- idk you can choose lol
SO- lemme paint the picture lol
so, connor and evan are, y'know, goin' at it (wink wink- xD) and in the middle connor's like, 'wait, did u hear smth' and evan's like, 'all i could hear is your moaning-' and connor's like 'stfu- no, i swear i heard smth' then connor's mom calls for him and they freak out, quickly stop mid-sesh and try to get dressed, but he forgot to lock his door and his mom walks in on them or smth like that-
or he just doesn't hear her come into the house and she walks in on them doing the deed- LMFAOO) -
(:0 yesss lmfao
lowkey dk what to do
should we do a practice or a game? i feel like they couldn’t do anything during detention yk) -
imsoclueless Senior(hm, that's true, that's true
and yessss u^u)
Connor walked out of the dugout, running his hands through his hair as he pulled it back. He took the hair tie on his wrist and tied it into a ponytail, humming. God, I hope we're not worked to the bone this time, he thought with annoyance, glancing around the field for a moment. -
Evan was out in the field, getting instruction from the coach on where to put cones. He got the thumbs up from the coach that he was done setting up and he started walking back to the dugout.
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imsoclueless SeniorConnor looked over, smiling when he saw Evan. "Hey~" He said, watching as he walked over. "How were the rest of your classes, Ev?" He asked, following him into the dugout.
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Evan smiled a little. “Good. They were my favorite classes,” He said, heading into the dugout and grabbing the bucket of balls. “You?”
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imsoclueless Senior"I had algebra. I was about to f---ing hang myself with my backpack strap, I swear to God-" Connor groaned and rubbed his face with his hands. "Literally, my grade is so awful in that class. I just- I don't f---ing understand math, and my s---ty teacher does nothing to actually help me..."
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Evan scoffed. “Con, that’s little dramatic, no?” He said, grabbing the bucket and heading back out to the field. “I can help you.”
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imsoclueless Senior"Well, I'm sorry but that class is actual torture," Connor muttered, glaring at Evan for a moment before softening his expression. "And please, I- I cannot fail algebra..."
(ngl, i hc connor with dyscalculia (basically dyslexia but with math u^u)) -
(lmfao that is so real haha)
“Yeah, I’ll help you, hon, dont worry about it,” Evan said with a chuckle, heading to home base to put the bucket down. -
imsoclueless Senior"Thank you~" Connor replied with a smile, blushing red. f---, I love him so much~
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“Yep,” Evan nodded, walking away with the bucket, putting it down and heading back. “Go get ready with your teammates.”
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imsoclueless SeniorConnor nodded, walking over to the others on his team.
(braindead again lol)
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