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[cockinpocket]

Who: Dante Sparda[cockinpocket, Steve Burnside[notalabrat[CLOSED]
Where: Aldale#2 (Dante's room)
What: Dante invited a stranger to come have pizza with him. How strange is that? The boy just want some friends.
Warnings: Probably just cursing and mentioning of other things.

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[notalabrat]

It took a long while for Steve to find the guy. He didn't know why he cared to look, but something told him he should go....Maybe loneliness.

Either way, he found himself searching through the various dorms, unsure of just how the hell he'd find the guy. But when he caught a glimpse of the figure he'd seen , he suddenly slowed to a walk. "God dammit, how did you expect me to find you, you son of a bitch?" Like he cared about first impressions, this guy made him angry.

[cockinpocket]

What a rude bastard.

Dante quirked an eyebrow at the rude comment the other guy made. He was so used to name calling and all, but he shrugged it off anyway. Besides, Dante could already see the future between them anyway. The white-haired teen gave a toothy grin, reaching over to pat the other on the back.

"You're such a funny guy, say, what's your name anyway?" the teen made his way back into his unorganized room, motioning the other to follow.

[notalabrat]

"I told ya. Steve...Steve Burnside." He hesitantly walked in after him, hoping this wasn't some trap. It'd be just like him, fall into a trap just hoping for something good to happen. Hell.

[cockinpocket]

Oh right...Steve.

Dante nodded, small grin forming upon pale pink lips as he turned around to face the other teen. "Dude, make yourself at home! I know it doesn't look much, but I will get to packing..someday, haha~" index finger pointed at the box of pizza and a liter of soda. "Start eating man cause you do look pretty skinny." he quirked an eyebrow, checking Steve out from the toes to the top.

Oh here comes the pride...

"Eat a lot, so you can gain some hard rocking abs like mine." Dante chuckled, lifting his shirt up to reveal his pale mid-torso and the six-pack that the young teen was so proud of.

Conversation...yes, think, think, think...AHA!

Dante walked over to the pizza box, grabbing a slice to stuff his face for a moment before speaking to the other male. "So how do you like here? Honestly, I think this place sucks until I met you, Steve."

And there goes the icebreaker.