<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><i>"</i>Hm?<i>" </i>Tiger supposed his emotions had been translucent, his loathing for Dwayne too strong to tie down below the surface. "No, no, you're fine Edward. You have been nothing except a lifesaver. The fraternities can fuck themselves,". Pressing his palm a little more comfortably into the male's spine, he guided the pairing from the hall to the natural environment beyond the grey confines of the building. Fresh air had never been so refreshing and his nerves gradually calmed as he exhaled warm breaths in the summer breeze. Sneaking a glance to his companion, he noted the unusual selection of cold-weather attire. "You cold-blooded or simply like layering clothes in the dead of summer?" Not to impede or play fun at Edward's wardrobe, he utilized a taunting tone rather than an admonishing one. <br/>
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<i>Or is he hiding something? </i>Swallowing this addition, he wondered if Edward had <i>issues. </i>Self-mutilation, addiction to the needle, God-knows-what. Tiger remembered seeing students in high school and on their current campus dressed similarly, often suspected as depressive personalities or hardcore drug users. With Edwards disheveled appearance, he could envision the male as one of the two. But he refused to ask, not while he could lose the man with the wrong commentary or question. <br/>
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Within minutes, the two arrived at the on-campus Starbucks, his hand removing from Edward's body to prop the glass entry wide. Usually he'd remark a snarky statement like 'Ladies first,' yet something seemed fragile about his partner and he zipped his lips. If Tiger had been drunk, he'd likely slap the man's ass or swing the entrance whilst holding onto Edward like a newborn puppy. Luckily, his new friend did not have the option to view him in this light, not yet anyhow. "I have a discount card here, if you wanna borrow? I might be able to receive a free drink if you buy first,". Grinning, he trailed after Edward and fiddled his pockets for his wallet, nearly bumping into someone on his walk to the line. </span></span>