Rich goes to his classes, Jake just stays put. He's got nothin' else to do. Jake ends up leaving anyway. He doesn't want to be there with Evan and Connor. After classes, Rich comes back to the dorm, desperate to be back in Jake's arms or have Jake in his. By that time, Connor left and Evan is at Jeremy's dorm. Jake sees him and Immediately his heart starts to race.
"Jake, are you sure you're ready."
"Yeah.."
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Evan and Connor let their morning be slow and lazy, laying together through Evan's hangover in bed. Conner doesn't leave until afternoon rolls around and he has to. He still hasn't even met his roommates, they weren't there when he showed up. They're there now though. But no fourth. He walks in and pauses.
"Weed guy?"
"Weed guy!! Jeremy, this is the guy I met in Minnesota, come in, dude, what - Jer, he's our fourth!" Jeremy chuckles. He's heard a lot about him. Conner steps in. Michael bound over to speak excitedly to him, Conner returning the chatter much calmer. They're both actually really happy to see each other.
"I never got your name, dude!"
"Conner."
"I'm Michael. That's my boyfriend Jeremy."
"Sup."
"Hey."
"Well... Welcome man, I didn't think we'd meet again!"
"Same. Good to know I WON'T lose my best customer."
"Oh you~" Jeremy's happy that Michael's happy.
("Is he? Sure he is now, but happy with you?") it's soft, but he can be heard. Jeremy freezes. He's gotta ignore it.
("You can't ignore me, how strong do you think you are? Stronger than him maybe, but that's not saying much. He'd give in so easily to a Squip.") Jeremy just keeps smiling. Ignoring him as much as he can.
("If you don't listen to me, you don't get the figure you want. I've seen it.")
"Conner, dude, take this bed, I don't use it, I stay in Jeremy's."
"Cool."
("None of you will.")
"Uh, hey Michael."
"Yeah Jer?"
"Do you have any more Mountain Dew re- OW!" His body jolts.
"Uh... Yeah, Jer, you need it?"
("No, you DON'T.")
"Yes I doN'T"
".... Okay? Well it's in my bag under our bed if you do?"
("I will not allow you, you horrible horrible child.") Jeremy gets up to go get it, resulting in a multitude of shocks.
"Jeremy, dude, are you okay?"
("I will make your life a living hell next time I reactivate if you drink that, Jeremy Heere, do you understand?")
"Yeah... I'm fine." He stops. Sitting back on his bed.
("Good.")
"... Okay." Jeremy can't do this again.
("But you can, Jeremy. You may not be strong, but you are persistent. I'm going to improve things for you whether you like it or not. And eventually you will.")
"I don't have to listen to you." Conner stops in the middle of a sentence.
"Excuse me?"
"Jer, dude, what's up with you?"
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Two Player Game
Fanfic!! WARNING !! I wrote this book 3 years before publishing and I did NOT reread it. There will most likely be smut, self-harm, suicide attempts, panic attacks and the possibility of sexual abuse. PLEASE take caution when reading.
