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The dorm was quiet as Razor sat on his loft bed. Headphones on and scribbling in a notebook. Purple fairy lights glistened around him, the window was open and a soft breeze came through. Razor hummed to himself as he drew a wolf. He knew Bennet and the others were busy, Oz in their art class, Fischl in her drama class, and Bennet doing something. So they werent in the dorm at that moment.
Razor closed his notebook and crawled down the ladder. Turning off his headphones and putting them on the desk, he sighed and went into the living room, hearing loud music coming from his dorm neighbors room. Razor narrowed his eyes. How would he ever be able to focus with these maniacs blasting music???
Razor left the dorm and walked over to dorm 325, his neighbors dormroom. He knocked on the door only to have it flung open by a slightly shorter man with white hair that had a red streak.
“H-hey can you maybe turn the music down?.. Its a little.. Loud” razor said. Peering into the dorm that had like 8 other people in it. It smelled odd aswell.
“Heyy… isnt it a little rude to crash our party? Why dont you join us?” the dude said. Grabbing razor by the wrist and dragging him in. razor’s eyes widened, quickly becoming overwhelmed.
“No- uhm. I need to.. Study. “ razor muttered, the man closed the door, probably not able to hear him over the music.
“Look KAzuah brought another one!” a tall, brown haired woman said. Grinning.
“Yeah he was trying to crash the party! Can you beleive it beidou?” Kazuah said.
Razor just walked deeper into the dorm. Trying to avoid the people there. One of the people pushed him a bit.
“Come on, dance new boy!” the person shouted.
Razor made a startled noise. Close to a stressed dog. And ran out of the crowd. Backing himself in a corner and sitting down, pulling his knees to his chest. It was too loud. And the air was almost drug-like. Razor pulled his phone out of his pocket and went to the group chat. His fingers shaking as he was barely able to form a sentence.
(bennys adventure team)
4:56
Razor
Help. room 325. Stuck.
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Razor looked up from his phone. Some big dude with long white hair and red horns was shouting something really loud, clearly too far into the party.
Razor put his phone away. And stood up. Squeezing through the people. Trying to get to the door. Before getting cut off by the tall dude with long white hair. Streaks of red now visible.
“Hey little dude! Names itto! Glad to see you here” itto said. Peering into Razor's eyes.
“..ra…razor.” razor murmured, before walking around itto.
Razor somehow ended up in the kitchen of the dorm. Razor kept looking around, there was sudden laughter, razor looked over at it. And noticed that itto. Was holding Razor's phone and showing it to the other people. Who were all laughing. He scowled. Looking embarrassed, razor went to the group and tried to push through them to grab his phone back. He grabbed his phone.
Itto looked at razor. Along with everyone else
“...uhm..mine.” razor said. Before just taking it out of ittos hands. And pushing back through the people. Looking at what those maniacs had done. So many texts. Most of them are bad enough to get his friends to leave him.
“Hey razor! Nice Boyfriend!” one of the people shouted. That's when razor realized they also scrolled through his and bennets texts. Razor’s face turned red, and they just sighed, and resumed looking for the door.
A knocking rang through the dorm. Kazuah. Answered the door.
There was a tall lanky man. Around 19. Most of the people looked over and just said nothing
“Greetingss. I heard that, razor is here?” he said. Everyone looked at razor. Who just bolted to the door. Standing behind the tall person,
“Yeahhh take him. He's boring as dirt anyway.” kazuah said. Slamming the door.
“Oz!” razor greeted.
“Hello razor. What were you doing in there anyway?” oz asked. His eyes narrowed.
“...just. Music loud. Couldnt focus. Forced in” razor said. Crossing his arms around his torso. Clearly shaking a bit.
“I see.” oz murmured. Walking over to their own dorm and opening the door. Razor basically scampered in. going to the couch and jumping on it. Stretching out and sighing.
“I suppose you are alright then?” Oz said, razor just shrugged. Staring at the ceiling
Oz hummed and walked into his room. Razor just slowly spaced off. Heading to sleep.