It Started with Limes

Lucky Encounter

The weekend went well, the video was a hit on Sunday. But then again, who wouldn't love two submissive boys getting dominated by a hot woman in latex? It was now Monday and Griffin was sitting at his desk working on his biology homework. His body was stiff and sore, as it usually was after a weekend of filming. He stretched for a moment hearing his back pop several times. He glanced down at the computer with a huff, he did not want to write a stupid fucking essay. He stared at the computer screen for a long minute before abruptly standing up.

"If I'm going to do this stupid shit I am gonna need a god damn snack." He said out loud, not specifically at his roommate but his roommate would answer nonetheless.

"I'm fresh out unless you like peanut butter and bananas." Jenson said from the bed, he was laying down scrolling the endless social media hole on his phone, just waiting until when he had to go to class.

"I'll just make a store run. Need anything?" Griffin asked, walking towards his closet grabbing a pair of baggy jeans and a belt.

"Nah, thanks though man." Jenson replied not looking up from his screen.

Griffin nodded before pulling off his shorts so he could slip on the jeans. Last thing was his green jacket and backpack, he waved goodbye as he walked out of the door. He yawned as he walked out to the common area and onto the side walk. He took a bus to a nearby grocery store, and with every step he felt his body ache. He grabbed a basket in passing as he walked into the store, it wasn't the nicest place. Didn't look well stocked either, but snacks would be an easy find. Hopefully.

He sauntered around the store, gray eyes scanning the contents of the shelves for anything that spoke- *motivation* to him.

As he rounded into the frozen aisle on the search for ice cream he spotted someone who looked familiar. Hector? From the bar? He looked different without his white button up and black slacks on. He wore a black sweater with dark gray horizontal stripes all over it, it also looked extremely worn with several holes and stains on the sleeves and collar. His jeans were also tattered, but the rectangular glasses that were perched perfectly on his cute roman nose was probably what threw Griffin off the most. Although his snake tattoo peeking out from under his sleeve was a confirmation that it was him.

"No shit, Hector? That you?" Griffin asked, walking up to him with a bit more pep in his step and a small smile. He must've been surprised to see him because Hector turned around almost like someone had yelled fire. But his startled expression turned to a much more positive one, his warm welcoming smile brightening the place up once again.

"Griff! How's it going?" Hector asked, placing a frozen pizza in his cart before closing the freezer door.

"Good, good. Just here to get some motivation snacks for studying. I have a killer test coming up and I'm not at all prepared." He said light heartedly despite actually being pretty stressed about it.

"Sorry to hear that, I hope you ace it. I'm sure you're more prepared than you think though." He said leaning onto his cart slightly, his olive skin looked different in the lighter fluorescent lights of a grocery store than the dimmer ones at the bar. He could see more of the textures like the ghostly ache scars and dark circles. He was somehow cuter than before, It was no wonder Griffin had seen so many people hitting on him at the bar.

"You're faith in me might be a bit misplaced but I appreciate the confidence." Griffin chuckled leaning into his hip a little before continuing. "And whats going on in Hector world? Anything exciting?"

"Hmm- not really. Unless you count meal prep for the week exciting." He chuckled, his demeanor shifting slightly as if  he were a bit caught off guard by the question. Which wasn't like him, he was normally a smooth talker. Perhaps this was his 'normal'. Griffin kinda liked it.