Thread: Everything is allowed in war and love - 『 YumiBlossom & Boss 』

He entered the dining hall to hear everyone complain about the food. Curiously he walked over to see what it was. Soup, for breakfast? How could anyone keep going with only this as food? Suspicious, he took a tray and got it served for him, looking at it really questionable. Hey, Mathias, over here! Looking over where a few of the guys form outside was sitting, he walked over there and sat down with them, and started to chew on the single slice of bread he got, not knowing if he should try to taste the soup or not. From Denmark, eh? He nodded slowly as he tired the soup, it wasn't too bad, but it wasn't really the breakfast he had imagined when he came here.. At least the food back home was better, was the quickest solution he had to realize right now. Yeah, and you're from Sweden? He knew being ironic and sarcastic would probably not earn him any good points here, but why would he care? It wasn't like he wanted to be here anyway. The others laughed, and the one closest to him patted his back. You're okay, welcome here, I am Sven! And then the rest of them also introduced themselves, and he did the same, feeling a little bit better now, at least some of the people seemed alright. We're going back to clean up a bit, we can show you were you sleep if you want to? Taking away his tray to dispose of his garbage, he followed them outside, feeling quite lost, never been to this place, nor this country before. That would be nice, I'm in the 5C room. They all looked at each other and sighed, apparently none of them was in that room, but oh well, at least they where in the same company. Dropping him off at his door, they all went away. See you outside in a bit then! He waved at them as they disappeared around the corner. He didn't come back to clean up, since he was already clean, a little bit ruffled by the flight, but his clothes were still new, just his face and hair.. So he would go with cleaning up his face at least, and unpack his stuff.. Opening the door, he stepped inside, no one was there, huh? Looking around, it was quite.. Empty here. The lockers they had was nicely decorated with different posters, most guys had theirs filled with pictures of half-naked women, cars, weapons or something similar to that.. Sighing, he went over to his bed to get his things stuffed into the locker, and looked over at the bed next to him, and almost jumped back, but kept his cold and looked over at the male. He recognized him, it was the one he had seen earlier, the one with the glasses and proud posture, but this time, he didn't have glasses.. Raising a eyebrow as he looked at the man, so.. Was the glasses for show, or was he just ignoring them right now? Hi there. He tried, as he began to unpack his stuff, it wasn't that much he had with himself. No posters, only clothes, money and trivial stuff like a cellphone and bathroom things. It looked so empty his lockers, but he had nothing to put up on it, neither did he have it in Denmark. Not thinking that he would be there for long enough, it was just a bother to put it up to pull it down soon enough again. Do you have a name? Or did the cat got your tongue? Finishing up pretty soon thanks to his lack off personal belongings, he sat down on his bed, that someone had been nice enough to make for him, weirdly enough, maybe Sweden wasn't all that strict? Body turned towards the male, as he looked at him more carefully this time. Broad shoulders, muscular arms, and a sharp face. He couldn't deny that he was a handsome man, but Denmark wasn't into men, so he wasn't handsome in that way, at least not in his opinion. He was probably stronger than Mathias, but his body mass would make him slower than himself, maybe he was a klutz too? And was only here because he wanted to, even if he was worthless and could barely run ten meters before getting tired or falling down on his bum? Who knew, he had to find out later, when the hands where on the table.. Grinning inside, this would be fun.