"And that's us done right guys?" questions Ross after 2 hours of non-stop recording. We all agree that the footage was fine and that Ross could leave to where ever he was going.
"Right awesome, seya guys later!" Ross yelled grabbing his Superdry jacket as he ran out of the room. I look over to see Alex sniggering, his dentist white teeth peering out of his perfect smile.
"What are you laughing at?" I ask him, curious as to how leaving a room can be so funny.
"Oh it's just the fact that practically everything he owns is Superdry, not that that's a bad thing." He explains.
"Yeah, it's pretty hilarious; like you can talk though, with that burgundy t-shirt of yours."
"HEY! I love that t-shirt, don't diss the t-shirt." We both laugh it off. "Anyways what are you doing this afternoon, since Ross is ditching us?"
Is he asking if he wants to do something with me, or is he just being nice for once? I could go home and mess around with some GTAV but if Alex is offering to go out and do something I'm not going to say no. Just act chill Chris. Just say something neutral. Alex is looking at me funny; why ament I saying anything. Its a simple question.
"Ehhhh, not a lot. I don't think." I reply after an awkwardly long length of time.
"Me either." He replies, twirling a pencil in his hands and then accidently dropping it. I laugh silently to myself, how can he be so cute; yeah that's the word, accidently? "Do you wanna do something, other than play games all day? Although that is pretty awesome too."
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Troffy
FanficA fan fiction about 2/3 of Hatfilms from the Yogscast. Alsmithy (Alex Smith) and Trottimus (Chris Trott) make up the ship name: Troffy.
