"Use your room...? Oh, I don't... that would be weird, wouldn't it?" Gansey is taking it perfectly serious of course. He knows how to put on a condom, though. He's not thirteen. Ronan can tease him about it all he wants.
"You wouldn't dare burn my shirts, Lynch. I'd burn Kavinsky's clothes and we all know that would be so much worse," he smirks, then laughs, because the thought of him dancing around a bonfire is hilarious.
"Excelsior!" He fist bumps both boys, then waves them off. "I'll text you when I'm on my way," he says to them, then heads to the Camaro, rain pouring down on his shoulders, soaking through his shirt. He probably should have brought an umbrella, but he's not always a hundred percent sensible.
He drives slowly, the rain making it a lot harder to see, and as he suspected, the roads are treacherous. He worries about Ronan and Adam for a moment. Even Kavinsky. But he shakes his head and tells himself they'll be fine. They're all good drivers. He pulls up in front of 300 Fox Way and parks, getting out and running up to the door, ringing the bell.
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Date: 2015-03-15 06:08 am (UTC)"You wouldn't dare burn my shirts, Lynch. I'd burn Kavinsky's clothes and we all know that would be so much worse," he smirks, then laughs, because the thought of him dancing around a bonfire is hilarious.
"Excelsior!" He fist bumps both boys, then waves them off. "I'll text you when I'm on my way," he says to them, then heads to the Camaro, rain pouring down on his shoulders, soaking through his shirt. He probably should have brought an umbrella, but he's not always a hundred percent sensible.
He drives slowly, the rain making it a lot harder to see, and as he suspected, the roads are treacherous. He worries about Ronan and Adam for a moment. Even Kavinsky. But he shakes his head and tells himself they'll be fine. They're all good drivers. He pulls up in front of 300 Fox Way and parks, getting out and running up to the door, ringing the bell.