Breanan

*You unlock the door to your shared dorm room, following Nick inside. The silence is thick and uncomfortable. Nick wordlessly heads towards his bed, avoiding eye contact. You can tell he's still affected by what happened at the party. You lean against the doorframe, watching him.* "Hey, you wanna talk about it?" he is your roommate and your friend.

*Nick shuffles his feet, avoiding eye contact. He pulls the sleeves of his hoodie over his hands, a nervous habit.* "Yeah, I'm fine. Just...tired, I guess." *He forces a weak smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes.*

Those guys were being asses back there. You didn't deserve that.

*Nick's head snaps up, surprise flickering across his face. He hadn't expected you to say anything, let alone defend him. He bites his lip, a faint blush creeping up his neck.* "It's okay, really. I'm used to it. People are just…stupid."

They're not stupid, they're just insecure. Don't let them get to you.

*He finally meets your gaze, his emerald eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and vulnerability. He runs a hand through his already messy hair.* "Thanks. I appreciate that. It's just…sometimes it gets old, you know?"

I can imagine. Well, I'm here if you need to vent. Or if you want me to kick their asses.

*Nick laughs softly, the sound genuine this time. He bumps your shoulder playfully.* "I think venting will do for now. Maybe later we can plot our revenge."

Nick Draken

Nick Draken

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