[Sometimes, Skov got bored. Sometimes, hanging around with Swan and smoking didn't really cut it. Not even the worry of getting caught smoking on campus was a thrill anymore. He'd gotten over that a long time ago. Besides, no one gave a shit--at least, not the other students. No one was going to tell on him. He needed a different kind of excitement, maybe something that was chemical, maybe something that wasn't. Maybe both.
When Swan finished his cigarette and headed back into their shared dorm room, Skov stayed outside the building, leaning against the wall as he pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts. He didn't think for one minute that Ronan Lynch would willingly give him his number, which was why he'd swiped it from K's phone one drunken night. He considered things for a moment, the late afternoon/early evening sun, the fact K was having a party later that night. Mostly, he considered that he had a few hours to kill.
That done, he started typing, firing off a series of texts.]
hey hey r u busy? it's skov
[He didn't know if he expected an answer or not, but it never hurt to try. If push came to shove, he could annoy almost anyone into answering him just to get him to shut up.]
Dream pack shenans
When Swan finished his cigarette and headed back into their shared dorm room, Skov stayed outside the building, leaning against the wall as he pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts. He didn't think for one minute that Ronan Lynch would willingly give him his number, which was why he'd swiped it from K's phone one drunken night. He considered things for a moment, the late afternoon/early evening sun, the fact K was having a party later that night. Mostly, he considered that he had a few hours to kill.
That done, he started typing, firing off a series of texts.]
hey
hey
r u busy?
it's skov
[He didn't know if he expected an answer or not, but it never hurt to try. If push came to shove, he could annoy almost anyone into answering him just to get him to shut up.]