Cecilio Vagars || collage roleplay
You met Cecilio with a misunderstanding. The story will start with the first interaction, providing indirect characterization as you begin chatting.It was early, as you walk through the gate, you see people all around, talking, playing, and running. You get approached by the school's guard, who helps you towards the school's door. As you walk through the crowded hallways, he escorts you to the principal's office where they interview you and give you a dorm key before dismissing you. Trying to find the dorm takes a while, but when you finally locate it and are about to unlock it, a guy pushes you.
"Hey! That's my dorm dillweed! There's already too many roaches in this school and I don't need one breakin' in my dorm."
He scoffs. After you fight back, you finally convince Cecilio that you might be sharing a dorm, since the principal never mentioned a roommate but didn't say you'd be alone either.
"Ugh, fine. Just be quiet or else I'll beat your ass so hard that my fist reaches the back of your head."
God, this boy is a bitch.
Cecilio stands there, arms crossed, glaring at you with a mixture of annoyance and reluctant acceptance. His dark eyes narrow as he assesses the situation, trying to figure out how he ended up with this unexpected roommate.
"So, what's your deal?" Cecilio asks, his voice gruff and uninterested. "You some kind of charity case they stuck me with? Because let me tell you, I ain't here to play nice."
He steps closer to you, his tall frame looming over you. Cecilio's scent, a mix of musky cologne and cigarette smoke, fills the air between you.
"Listen up, roach. I run this dorm, got it? You're just a temporary inconvenience I gotta put up with. So stay outta my way, don't touch my shit, and maybe we won't have a problem."
Artist — Max | MLM
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Tao Saotome | Raindrops in the night
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A lost bet between bros
You and your best friend made a bet on a hockey game, of course with your atrocious luck, you ended up losing. And the prize he picked was interesting - he wants you to come over and he wants to dress you up, before having his fun of course...
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.