forum Gay AF Roleplay (Closed)

Started April 10, 2018 by @AliaGF

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"I guess so"

(yes, Michael and Adrik are at Mitchell's house now)
Mitchell smiled a bit at Adrik. "Thank you," he said, standing up and continuing to eat chips. "Do you want any?

Esha and Hazel walk in.

Michael wandered around the house idly. It seemed nice, nicer than his cheap shared apartment at least

"Well I don't know about you, but I'm having THE TIME OF MY LIFE"

Hazel motioned around the empty room

Michael rolled his eyes. "Woo, yeah, best party of the year!" he laughed sarcastically

"I'm sorry," Mitchell said, chuckling. "You guys want some food?"

Michael's stomach growled before he could answer. "Yeah, that'd be awesome actually."

He led Michael into the kitchen, opening the fridge. "Take your pick, man."

"Ooh, yes please." Michael reached into the fridge, grabbing the nearest thing to his hands, which happened to be half a sandwich. He grabbed it and started to eat it. "Sorry if I'm being grabby, I haven't eaten in…I dunno."

"It's fine. Eat as much as you feel like, I'm the only person that lives here and I have way too much food."

"Well I don't wanna eat your entire fridge man," Michael said, almost done with the sandwich

He shrugged, grabbing a bag of popcorn from his cabinet. "I'll just buy more food, so knock yourself out."

(I'm assuming he's in the house with us) Michael finished his sandwich, and eyed the bag of popcorn. "Um…Can I have some?" he asked awkwardly

Mitchell laughed lightly and tossed him the bag. "You didn't really have to ask, I wouldn't have even cared if you just took it out of my hands."

"But that's…rude?" Michael said, staring in confusion and slight disbelief at the bag in his hands. It would have taken him a month to save up for a box of popcorn, and he hadn't had any in what felt like forever

Mitchell leaned against the counter, looking Michael up and down for a moment. "Yeah, it is for most people. But if you want popcorn from me, then take some." He looked over at his fridge. "I'm half tempted to just send you home with a fuckload of food now."

"No, no, it's cool! Really, I'm good!" He did seem to consider it for a moment before telling himself no, instead opening the bag of popcorn and grabbing a handful of popcorn out

"I'll probably end up doing it anyway."

"I have a job, I can buy food," Michael insisted, somehow halfway through the bag already. He probably shouldn't be eating as much as he was, but decided to not care

"What's wrong with extra food?" He asked, now grabbing a back of pretzels and munching on them. "Do you want some actual food? I'm hella good at cooking."

"No, you don't have to cook! We're just having a house party dude, you don't cook at a house party. Besides, I've lived on fast food this long," he said, almost done with the bag of popcorn