Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27115455-20171007064345/@comment-26081539-20171007080034

If mystery flavor was truly the best flavor Charlie had, Gal made a mental note to buy the boy some mint gum for later use. Mint gum was the best gum - it was classic and fresh, after all, and you simply couldn't go wrong with it. Becuase as of right now, Gal was certain this mystery gum could go very wrong. Gum should just never be a mystery, just like how hair products shouldn't be composed with mystery ingredients.

"You love food? I just happen to love sleeping in more," He quipped back easily, his rougish smirk still ever apparent on his face. Gal could not and would not walk around with bags under his eyes. He couldn't imagine anything more embarrassing than that - perhaps bedhead would be worse? Although, Gal liked to think he would very much pull bedhead off.

He watched as Charlie rose from his seat and started walking off. Gallant rolled his eyes. The rest of their friends hadn't even shown up and Charlie was ditching them? Gal really wasn't sure why he expected anything different. Still, deciding there was no stopping the boy once he was on the move, Gal trailed after him, having been close enough to also catch the last bit of his nasty comment directed towards the princess, to which Gal promptly - but subtly - freaked out: "Dude, bro, that's Penelopea Duvet. Someone you probably don't want to piss off?"

Charlie was popular - He was an attractive bookball player, after all. But Penelopea was one of those "elite" popular girls. Kind of like an Apple White wannabe. Gal, even if perhaps Charlie deserved a good scolding for his rudeness, still didn't want his friend to get into some petty flame war. Especially not so early in the morning. With a nod towards the exit, Gal added a bit more smoothly, "At least call her an asshole out of earshot and with a smoothie in your hand, yeah?"