#getjoeled

Gavin still was amazed that Joel had agreed to help him study in the library. Not even fake studying, either. Real, help-me-pass-your-class studying, with books and writing and all the dumb Econ stuff. It was boring almost immediately, and Gavin made that very clear; whining, groaning, sighing. Most importantly, playing footsie with Joel under the table. Finally, he couldn't take anymore. As hot as it was when Joel talked passionately about Economics, Gavin wasn't in the mood to hear it. He leaned across the table, whispering. "Lets see how much fun we can have in the library without making any sound."

Ryan is no monster, despite the rumors. He's either a monster or unfit for the throne, depending on if you ask out or in of the kingdom- when you see things mortal men aren't meant to, you do not come out clean, and Ryan is no exception. His distant look focuses on the grim knight, and he runs fingers down his cheek. "Do you swear out of fear, Joel? Or out of love for your king?"

"Oh, Joel." Ryan smiles tiredly, tipping his crown up with a lazy touch and stepping off his throne. The lord-knight has been... A challenge, to say the least, fearful of rumors and resistant to the idea of a murderous king. But he's come around, at last. "Then rise, as a friend of the kingdom, as a fox, as our protector. I'm glad to have you." Have, indeed.

"I'm 27. Seriously, I know I look like a child, but I can get away with murder with this face!"

"I think I have wrinkles."

He was at least 50% positive that his teacher was checking him out, too, so Gavin made a point of being incredibly obnoxious while staring. He didn't hide it in the slightest. Joel hadn't said anything to him about it yet, so Gavin kept working at it, asking too many dumb questions, bending over to retrieve things from the floor, and winking every so often. He just had to wait.

// I see you two.