forum Not a friendly Start that Becomes a Little too Friendly (Abandoned) (X/1) (MxM)

Started March 02, 2023 by @RhysTheFirebird group

tune

(Alrighty!)
(I promise I'm not crazy btw the energy drink is made by a company called Gamer Supps and it is actually amazing)

A couple hours later, at around 4:00, sweaty and slightly bruised, but grinning.

He walks over to his cases, basically not even paying attention to Lucas, grabbing an energy drink mix - something with a label that said its flavor was "Gaucamole Gamer Fart 9000" and with a weird "GS" logo - and a bottle of water, mixing in two scoops of the green powder and then downing the entire bottle.

He puts away the energy drink mix and goes into the bathroom to ash off again, only taking 5 minutes this time.

Lucas was just in his own world, smiling brightly as he watched something on his laptop with his headphones on. The smile completely changed his face from the previous glower that had seemed almost permeant on his face.

He twirls a pen in his hand, writing something don on his music and by now, he was surrounded by other instruments, a violin, a flute and a small drum among the assortment.

Tristan - being blind - does not notice the smile, the instruments, or the laptop. He flops onto his bed, pulls out some bluetooth headphones, connects them to his phone and tells it to start playing his Likes Songs on Spotify.

He starts singing along to a song by Eminem - Monster, featuring Rihanna - and simply loses himself in his own music.

Lucas looks up for a moment and then huffs, sliding his headphones off, looping them around his neck and getting up, walking over to Tristan and lightly tapping his shoulder.

Tristan pauses his music and takes out his earbuds.

"Yeah?" he asks, his head facing Lucas' general direction.

Lucas sighs, “I want your opinion on this.” He offers the headphones, “I’ve been working on it for a while, and I need a second opinion.”

Tristan was slightly surprised, but smiles.

"Sure." he says, taking the headphones and slipping them on.

Lucas shift on his wet, watching Tristan.

(It sounds kinda like this guy Bernth)

Trisan listens quietly to the song, nodding or tilting his head at certian points.

"I'd say raise the first 13 seconds by a half octave and make it just a beat slower. It'll make it seem less grounded and more dreamy, if that's what you were going for. If it's meant to sound nature-y and pretty, keep the pitch the same and just add a bit more ambience to it. At the 14 second mark, and ending at the 24 second mark, do the same thing but add a bit more tone to it. From then to the end is pretty good, maybe just add a bit of depth to it with a low bass drum or bass kick, if you can. It'll make it pop just that little bit more." he says after the song ends and he takes off the headphones. "But that's all just personal opinion. I'm here for history, not music."

(Also, just saying, I have about an hour before I have to go)

(Alright that's cool!)

Lucas listens, smiling, “Thanks.” He loops the headphones around his neck, “That does make sense.” He tilts his head, “History?” He makes a slightly face, “Isn’t that kinda boring? Like, I enjoy it, but it’s always been a burning class to me.”

"If you don't learn from history you will forever be doomed to repeat it. Why do you think so many people are so afraid nowadays? This is literally all the same shit that's happened before." Tristan shrugs.

Lucas laughs, “Never said I didn’t like it or learn from it. I just said that the class it’s self is boring. If you give it too me in an interesting way other than textbooks or video’s then I’ll pay attention.” He shrugs, “But that’s how my mother taught it to me. Didn’t have the means for anything better than that.” He turns, walking to his bed and putting away the instruments.

Tristan chuckles slightly. "True, you didn't say that. But you're remembering high-school and middle school. College is a lot more interesting.

He pauses at the last comment about it. "Homeschooled?"

Lucas nods, “Yup. My whole life.” He flops down, “It gave me more time to do my music, which I’m happy with.” He pauses, thinking for a moment, “But I guess I did miss out on things like friends.”

Tristan groans. "You never went to school? Okay, I'm going to tell you everything I remember about middle and elementary school, though it may be different than what London and Ireland do with school."

And he proceeds to explain things like block scheduling and school computers and tablets and things like that for the next long while.

Luc listens, tilting his head, “Okay. . . Let me get this straight, you actually enjoyed</en> having your life fed to you in a spoon? And being surrounded by lots of other kids?” He makes a face, “Hah, no thank you.”

Tristan chuckles.

"Not- exactly. See, what I enjoyed most - and this will sound crazy - was the cafeteria food." he explains.

Lus makes a face, “You’re weird.” He lays back on his bed, “Mass produced food—“ He shakes his head laughing, “By the way, I’m Luc.”

"Hey, don't knock it 'til you've tried it!" Tristan smiles.

"Tristan Gast. Just call me Tristan." he grins, holding his hand out in Lucas' direction for him to shake.