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Gabriel French

Member Since 24 Oct 2014
Offline Last Active Apr 08 2017 07:42 AM

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Fresh Blood

08 April 2017 - 07:42 AM

It was unbelievably, strangely easy for Gabe to make friends in his daily life. All it took was his genuine smile and a few ridiculous puns and people understood him; of course there was the occasional jerk that didn't take very well to his personality, but for the most part it came naturally to him. He was good at reading people, but slow to mistrust, which often made him as naive as a goofy dog wanting love. Somehow or another, he hadn't been taken advantage of just yet-- but that, perhaps, was a matter of time.


Certainly the average person would have been skeptical of Scott and Silas. The setting in which they'd met hadn't been the most friendly, considering Gabe had stopped by on short notice to grab a quarter of weed. They'd been chill with him, though, letting him sit around with them after they'd smoked him out, and soon enough a night with plans had gone right by. A few more hangouts and they were solidified as fast friends, nearly inseparable even if Gabe could be radically different from both of them.


And he'd made fairly fast friends with Mickey-- at least in his mind, he had. He wasn't aware just how obnoxious and irritatingly firm he could be when he decided to include someone in his circle. The extrovert in him refused to see the warning signs, any sort of indication that Mickey might not be so keen on getting to know him, much less wanting to live in the same apartment. Either way, Gabe had practically coerced him into visiting.


Because, you see, they had quite a dilemma, one that they shared with Mickey. They needed one more roommate and he needed three, so it seemed like the simplest solution in the world to Gabe. Never had it occurred to him that, perhaps, these personalities were incompatible. That was outright silly-- they were all nice people, weren't they?


So he strode into the apartment with his typical goofy grandeur, shouting a greeting that Scott barely glanced up to acknowledge. He was high af and immersed in a video game, but Gabe dealt with that in the best way he knew how-- by immediately placing himself in between his friend and the television, blocking his ability to continue entirely.


Exasperated, Scott put his controller down and glared at him, though it didn't take him long to see the guy standing behind him. And just as he'd done at the party in which they met, he assumed he was someone else.


"What the fuck is he doing here?" Scott raged, looking at Gabe as though he'd committed a huge betrayal.


"He's our new roommate!"