#jaysster

The vacation feeling was null when Matt didn’t actually get a vacation away from Jay, only moving in a closer ranging radius to the other boy. It was like God himself was trying to put him through this unruly test. Letting out a sigh, he was trying to make their room as orderly as he could. If he had to pick up another unfolded shirt on the floor, he was gonna snap. By snap, it was in reference to asserting a wordy complaint to Jay. With a sigh, he opened the dresser drawers where he’d seen his roommate earlier, only they were way worse than he’d suspected. Who lived like this? Emptying the clothing one by one in a stack on the top of the dresser, he reached a point of feeling his hands on a glass structure. A loud gasp left his lips upon realizing it was a bong. He wasn’t completely daft to know what it was used for, just not specifically what drugs it was actually for. Placing the glass bong under his hoodie, he left their room in search for Jay. When finding him, he eyed around making sure they were alone before starting a harsh whisper. “What the heck, Jay? Do you remember when Sister Florence said that smoking cigarettes was a gateway drug?” Finally revealing the bong, he tapped his foot. “Are you smoking crack now? Do you think this is cool?” He gestured as he eyed the figure in his hand saucily. 

Since Katherine Bishop has become a person of interest in Damian’s life, he’s been on somewhat of a mission -- to find out more about her, get to know her through the people who know her best. It’s why he’s been making attempts at being rather chummy with the people he’s aware she’s close to. Like Andrea Pearson for one. He knows he likely has to earn her favor to win over Kat’s. Then there’s Maddy, who he hopes will be the easiest person to extract information from since he’s already somewhat familiar with her what with their connection to Fenwick House -- both members and both legacies. Though, Maddy isn’t what he’d call a traditional legacy at all, but that’s another issue for another time.

However, there is someone else Kat is close to that Damian knows he shares a commonality with, someone he hasn’t made the effort to better befriend just yet but he certainly has to now. In fact, there he goes this very moment--

“Jayin!” Damian calls out, jogging over to the boy, a fellow swim member and good friend of Kat’s to his knowledge. He comes to a stop beside the boy and flashes a smile.

“Hey there, mate. How’s it been? Been a second since we’ve seen each other.”