what's stopping you?

bossman

𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊

𐐪𐑂 ♡

"uhm, no, go fish," george answers, biting at the dry skin on his lip as he looks over the cards in his hands. "sapnap, have you got any sixes?"

it's fifth lesson, and the boys made the executive decision to pass the time in their free period by playing cards. of course, sapnap could've driven home early, but he'd rather be wasting his time here than just sitting alone at home.

"only if you have a nine," the ravenette answers with a smirk, regardless of the fact that the game doesn't work like that, plus he has neither a six nor a nine, he just felt like making a joke.

george shakes his head in response, mumbling, "weirdo."

"right, i give up," jack announces dramatically, dropping his cards down onto the table with a light-hearted sigh.

"no, no come on," sapnap tries to convince the pair, lost in fits of laughter at the reactions his stupid joke had earned him. "we might as well finish."

"it's fine," george dismisses, starting to collect up all the cards that were scattered over their table, thrown about messily over the space. "the bells like, about to ring anyway, so the others will be on their way."

sapnap rolls his eyes at the pair, passing his cards across the table to the brunette before leaning back in his chair. he runs his tongue along the inside of his bottom lip, playing with the metal there as he watches george's skilled hands sort the cards into a neat pile.

"i'm gonna go throw all this shit in the bin," jack announces, collecting up the rubbish that their group had left on the table throughout the school day.

"aren't you gonna finish that muffin?" sapnap asks as the other boy goes to pick up the half-eaten dessert.

"nah," jack dismisses, shaking his head as he grimaces down at it. "i thought it was chocolate but it's raisins."

sapnap immediately holds his hand out, making grabby hands at the snack, and jack passes it to him with a short laugh. the ravenette takes it happily, eating away at the muffin and satiating the hunger that was already starting to burn deep in his stomach.

he watches as jack takes all of the rubbish, trying to balance it in his hands as he makes his way across the dining hall.

sapnap's attention shifts at a loud, "ayyyy dickhead!" being shouted into the large room, and he looks over, unsurprised to see tommy making his way over to jack.

equally as loud, jack greets the younger boy with a simple, "ayup!"

sapnap watches, trying not to laugh when tommy knocks all the trash out of jack's hands, mere steps away from the bin, to which the older boy offers him a quick kick to the shin, which tommy is quick to dodge.

the blond is laughing at his own behaviour as he walks over to their table, leaving jack alone to pick up the rubbish.

"afternoon, wankers," tommy greets with a smile, standing just beside the seat that sapnap occupies.