Andreis Emsworth isn't having the best of luck at his new school. His roommate hates his guts, he's infatuated with a boy who will only talk to other members of the school's mysterious White Rose club, oh...and the bed he's sleeping in belonged to a...
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Charlie Hawkins was awoken early in the morning by a loud rapping sound on his door. He grumbled something unintelligible, even to himself, under his breathe before he trudged to the door opening it. Standing there was Mika Barton, fully dressed, lips drawn into a thin line. Charlie rubbed one eye, yawning loudly.
"Bloody hell Mika? It's Saturday, I want to sleep, you better have an extremely good explanation for why you're waking me up so early." Mika opened his mouth to respond before his gaze was drawn down to the shirt Charlie was wearing. His eyes narrowed, Charlie shrugged.
"What you don't like it?" Mika arched a thin black brow.
"A Wakefield ripper shirt? Are you serious?"
"Yeah."
"That's so distasteful. Someone you know was murdered by him. How can you wear that around like he's the villain of some shitty ass slasher movie? This is real life Charlie, the Wakefield ripper kills real people."
"It's not distasteful, this will be a historic event some day. I'm just getting with it before it becomes vintage."
"How can you not call it distasteful? It says 'Wakefield Ripper can rip my ass' and the pattern is pink leopard print!"
"Okay you got me there."
"You're an embarrassment to this school."
"Thank you. I try." Charlie crossed his arms now, leaning against the doorframe.
"Now, as much as I would enjoy to continue on about my taste in clothes I would really love to know why you're showing up at my room this early."
"Andreis didn't come back last night." Charlie froze.
"Shit, really?" Mika nodded firmly.
"Last we heard he was going to spy on the White Rose club." Mika ran a hand through his hair squeezing his eyes shut.
"Fuuuuuuuck." Charlie arched a brow.
"I thought you said you didn't care if he got kicked out." Mika glared at him.
"I don't." Charlie simply shrugged.
"Listen, I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news but he knew full well what he was getting into when he tried to spy on them. I was starting to like the little guy too but there's nothing we can do now. There was nothing more we could have done." Mika's shoulders sagged.
"I know, I just never thought he would have been that stupid." Charlie swung an arm over his shoulder.
"Never underestimate a human's stupidity. That is the number one rule for living on this planet. It's the one thing you can always count on, that and white privilege. I'll tell you what, why don't you and I go out and get us some pancakes or some shit." Mika nodded slowly.
"Alright sure, let's go." Charlie didn't even bother to get fully dressed, he just tugged on a pair of jeans and pulled a jacket up over his Wakefield Ripper shirt before he grabbed Mika by the arm and pulled him out the door. As they walked outside Charlie pointed cheerfully at the little bat and spider decorations that had been put up around the school courtyard. The courtyard was surprisingly crowded for a Saturday morning, filled with boys chattering and hanging about. "Do you like them? The student council put them up yesterday. We're getting everyone in the festive halloween spirit." Mika shrugged.
