and they were roommates || Qinter ||

Chapter 2

Winter was pissed.

After generously helping his sister move in (without so much as a thanks), he was given the cold shoulder and kicked out of her dorm immediately. If Hailstorm, his other sibling hadn't helped Winter move in earlier, he'd be stuck and forced to ask his roommate for help.

Icewings don't need seawing help. Winter grumped internally, fishing around for his keys. To make matters worse, he had barely eaten all day. His parents had forced him to meet with the principle beforehand to make connections. Ironically, another seawing.

Winter slammed open his dorm door. Everyone in the room started as he stomped inside. A new kid was standing there, gaping at him. He had a warm gaze and scruffy clothes to match. He was surprisingly handsome, with cute freckles dappling his face. However standing next to Winter, who was still in a black tie suit from his meeting, he could only be described as drab.

Him and this not-royal stared at each other, before the other broke out into a grin, and burst out laughing. Which was very disgruntling. Winter was already having a rough time and this kid starts laughing at him?

"Oh man! I guess you're my roommate? Today is not my day for first impressions!" He wheezed out, "I'm Qibli!" He gave Winter a once over. This was also very disgruntling to Winter, how Qibli's amber eyes seemed to see right into is soul and piece him together.

Winter frowned back at him, "I am Winter, The nephew of Queen Glacier," Qibli's smile grew wider, "And If you have any cat allergies then you should leave now," Winter scowled so it would be very clear what he encouraged.

"You're not getting rid of me that easily, new roomie!" Qibli said as he threw his arm around an increasingly tense Winter. "Since we're gonna be roommates we'll have to be well acquainted, isn't that right Turtle?"

"Huh? Mhm?"

"Exactly! I can guarantee you right now, son of Queen Glacier, we are going to be best friends," he was suddenly thrown off balance as Winter shoved the sanwing away from him.

"I am the nephew of Queen Glacier!" He practically roared, "And I will never become friend with some lowborn sandwing!" He pushed passed Qibli and stormed to his room.

"That went well," Turtle finally spoke up. Winter cursed, having lost his temper in front of the son of Queen Coral. Hmph. The only royal thing about him is how much he doesn't act like one.

He slammed his door close and threw himself onto his bed. He would be more ashamed of the softness of it if he wasn't so worn out. His parents displeasing faces intruded his thoughts as Bandit, Winter's cat lifted his head up and stared at him. Probably realizing, like his owner, how annoying this next year will be.

Friends?! Hah! As if I will ever consider you as more than an annoying-roommate-that-should-leave-me-alone.