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will: hey btw we totally fucked last night

farkle: You could always transfer..

farkle: cornell could use a gal like you

ethan: fukckc syd

ethan: thre wsa a girl rgiht?

ethan: nd sjhe cmae ujp to me

ethan: btu shr wastn you

ethan: whne teh fkcu didh tis happen

ethan: i dnt

ethan: thuogh t i wld be dirnking it gone an awya

ethan: but i stlil rject peopele for yuo

gabriel had never thought of himself as a nervous flyer. he’d never had any reason to, growing up on planes with his father the second he was old enough to not be a problem with long haul flights and hours in a hotel room waiting for meetings to finish up. he’d flown through plenty of turbulence, plenty of storms and plenty of hangovers — enough that he knew that he had a strong stomach. but even he couldn’t deny that he’d felt totally uneasy the second he’d pulled himself into his seat and glanced at the person filling the space next to him.

with headphones resting in his ears and an easy playlist ringing through them, the man had done everything he could to avoid the eyes of someone who by all rights should have been a stranger through the first leg of the flight. he’d sipped on his scotch without daring a glance at her, his heart hammering against his chest. rested his head against the back of the seat behind him and avoided looking out of the window. and when the plane had landed at their first stop and everyone had been ushered off to wait out the storm that had made for the bumpiest flight he could remember, he reached for his shoulder back and skipped off the plane at double speed.

as much as gabriel liked to think that he had an aurora of cool, calm, and more than collected that surrounded him, he knew that there were parts of him that weren’t for public consumption. he’d never been ashamed of that, had always given in to whatever had taken his fancy, and when he’d landed upon a camming website, he’d given in to signing up and staring at the same girl every night for months. it had been fine when he’d watched her, when he’d subscribed to her snapchat story, even when he’d found himself on her personal instagram just wanting to see her smile. but having her next to him on a plane was something that he’d never been ready for. 

his lunch breaks were usually less of a break and more of a covert mission to get across the camp without looking too suspicious. bellamy had just recently been placed on watching the main doors of the camp, along with a few others, only getting to leave when his replacement had come or when his shift was over. it was easy enough getting away from everyone, as most people didn’t question when the guard was walking around, it was just the higher ups he had to look out for. though he’d taken this path many times, and he was able to navigate it rather quickly. soon enough he was ducking inside one of the doors of the ark, getting to his destination - knocking once before letting himself in, looking around for the other. “are you actually hiding from me?” the male asked with a soft laugh, as he was still trying to find the girl.

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