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For once, Oscar decided he could sit at the desk in his shared dorm room and finish his homework there instead of bothering the baristas at the local coffee shop. Again. He found himself being wrong about that assumption as well. He heard Logan groan out loud from his bed for the sixth time in the past five minutes.
“Are you okay?” he asks, reluctantly.
“No. My roommate is trying to solve some made up bullshit and I’m here wasting away on my bed.”
“Go out.”
“With who? My singular friend is freakishly obsessed with school.”
He’s lying. Definitely.
“You have other friends. Ask Charles. Or Alex.” He is no longer paying attention to the blurred numbers on the screen in front of him.
“I haven’t properly gone out with you in like, forever. Oscar, please. I need to drag you out. I have the perfect thing for us to do.” he begs, sitting up in bed.
Oscar shuts his laptop, turning around in his chair. Logan is looking at him with the single most excited look on his face.
“What is it?”
“What is what?”
“The thing. You said you had a thing. What is it?”