UPDATE:
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Toby's P.O.V:
I opened the door to see Hoodie casually leaning against the wall, arms folded.
"How are things with Tim?" I cocked my head and opened the door further, letting him in. He scoffed, I'm sure he was rolling his eyes. "Well?" I let out a small
"Uhh..." And sat on the floor, Hoodie face-palmed.
"Tim? Masky?" My eyes widened,
"O-Oh... W-Well... I-I uhh..." I didn't know that was his name... It suits him. "I-I don't think he likes me... It's really awkward. He just keeps changing." Hoodie let out a chuckle and nodded, slipping down his hood to show a black ski-mask. Then he did something that surprised me, he pulled his mask off, his sandy brown hair falling over his amber eyes. He had tanned skin for someone who was constantly obscured.
"Yeah. That's Tim. Hey, mind if I take my hoodie off? It's boiling in here!" I shook my head.
"G-Go ahead." He sat down opposite me, pulling off the tan sweatshirt and revealing a plain grey shirt and strong arms, he sat with his forearms resting on his knees. I looked down at my own scrawny figure in an embarrassed fashion.
"Hey, man... He likes you, okay? He's complicated." He sneered lightly, a smirk on his lips. I shrugged,
"A-Are you sure? Because he doesn't-" Hoodie put up a hand,
"Listen. I heard things, your walls are soundproof but I ain't so lucky... Anyway, yeah I'm sure." I stared into his eyes, it was a battle of who was going to speak first, and so far, both of us were winning.
"...Can I..." I hesitated, "Ask you a few things?" He nodded. "What do you mean by-"
"I can't answer that one." I sighed, trying again.
"Okay... What about... What's up with you and Masky? I thought you were like best friends." He laughed.
"Oh, that... Well, I just happened to get on his bad side."
"C-Can I ask what happened?" He nodded,
"Yeah, well." He stopped to scratch the back of his neck, "I got him all riled up because I mentioned his old boyfriend." My eyebrows furrowed, and I felt my hands clench into fists. Masky had a boyfriend?! I feel... Jealous. I mean... Yeah, I'd considered the fact that he'd probably had thousands of girls fawning over him but... A guy?! That just makes me so mad, I don't know why... I didn't want to keep talking about this.
"Can I... Ask what your name is?" Hoodie's face scrunched up, carefully deciding weather to speak or not.
"Brian. Brian Haight." He smiled, as if remembering an old family memory... How long was he 'Hoodie'? I had so many questions but chose to bite my tongue.
"S-So... Masky's name is..."
"Tim Wright." I repeated the name to myself as if testing it, I drew out the sillables like sweet toffee in my mouth.
"Now, I have a question for you." My head shot up, he had my full attention.
"Yeah? W-What is it?"
"You like him, don't you?" My face flushed bright red at the question. "One more question?"
1) "Have you ever been with a guy before?" I shook my head, "Have you ever been with anyone before?" I looked down, embarassed. "Well..." He spoke up, moving towards me, "Let me be your first experience."
2) "Why don't you just fucking back away from him? He's mine." He darted towards me, hands reaching for my neck.
3) "Why the fuck are you with Jack all of the time, if you like Tim so much?" He looked up at me, his glance cold and pugnatious.
