'So, uh, should we go to your house then? Considering I'm going to be living there…' Tyler trailed off, not knowing where he was going with this. He thought about suggesting a party but then thought that Mitchell may not like the idea of it.
"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea." He turned and tapped on Adrik's shoulder. "Hey dude, me and Tyler are gonna be leaving. You and Michael can come over if you feel like it."
(gotta love that found family trope)
(the best trope)
(honks)
'Okay, let me just…' Tyler grabbed his bags and wheeled his suitcase, almost falling under the weight.
Mitchell put a hand on Tyler's arm lightly, not wanting him to fall. "Do you need help with that?"
'I-I'm fine,' replied Tyler, trying to stay strong. 'Just a bit heavy, that's all. Now, let's go.'
He frowned, stepping back. "Alright, well I can take it if you need me to," he said, holding the door open for him.
(oh my god so much gay happened while I was gone it's great) Eventually, Michael finished the song and put the guitar back. He returned to the table, still smiling. "Well, um. I tried."
(michael u gonna come vroom vroom over to mitchells house???)
"You did well," Mitchell said to him from the door, smiling.
(idk lol) Michael kept smiling, a small blush appearing on his face. "Really? It's um. It's been a while since I tried singing."
"Yeah definitely," he said, leaning against the door. "Hey, you wanna come over to my place to hang out for a bit?"
'Yeah, we can have a party. You can guitar, and I can somehow get my drums from back at my old house,' suggested Tyler. 'Shit. How am I gonna do that…'
"Um. I don't know. I might be able to come over later? But probably not right now. I kinda wanted to hang out with Adrik," he said, fiddling with his necklace
Mitchell looked between the two of them and chuckled. "Well, you guys can both swing by whenever you like. Just keep it PG when you're around me, okay?" He turned to Tyler. "You play the drums?" He asked.
Michael rolled his eyes. Who knew he was going to go from being stuck in the hospital to finding a cute guy and getting invited to a gay house party?
'Yeah, been playing them since I was eleven.' Tyler explained. 'But, my drums are back at home, so unless I sneak through the window, or get my brother to pass the drums to me…' Tyler began to get ideas, a cheeky grin on his face. 'Now that I think of it, my brother did say he would help me if I needed anything after being kicked out…'
Michael frowned. "You got kicked out? What happened?"
Mitchell smirked. "Alright." He turned around, addressing everybody in the cafe. "All the gays are invited to my house!" He said before walking out the door.
'Uhm, long story short, my parents are transphobic, so they kicked me out,' explained Tyler to Michael. He then turned to Mitchell. 'Should we pick up the drums, or… ?'
(gtg for class) "Yeah. Do you want me to go with?"
"Wait, hold on! It's my duty as a fellow kicked out kid to help other kicked out kids. I'm coming with."
(okay see ya later) 'How about me and Michael go, then we'll meet at your house?' suggested Tyler. 'Here's my number insert le number. Text me the address.' Tyler then turned back to Michael, 'Come on, let's get on the road!'