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'why are we whispering?' - ritzie, hunk :3

For the record, I made a very pleased screeching noise when I saw this. Thank you.

Sometimes, having friends is… confusing.

Up until recently, Hunk can say with fair certainty the only friend he’s ever had is Lance (excusing, perhaps, the children he’d played with in the bush and the beach as a toddler back before he and his grandmother had moved to Veradera, but he barely remembers their faces, let alone their names).

Regardless, having extended company with anyone who isn’t Lance, or related to himself or Lance, is new, and Hunk will readily acknowledge it’s something of an adjustment.

…And that, of course, doesn’t account for the fact that Ritzie and Yuu are an experience unto themselves beyond what to expect from most people.

Particularly Ritzie.

She’s more Lance’s friend, honestly, and just Hunk’s by association. It’s not that they don’t get along— He likes Ritzie well enough, she’s very friendly and including, but she’s… a lot, and he has trouble keeping up with her energy and jumps in logic even half as well as Lance does, hence why he generally prefers Yuu’s company.

But… Sometimes Lance and Yuu aren’t around, and Hunk finds himself in some rather interesting situations.

“Hunk.” Ritzie’s voice hisses from the back doorway to their dorm floor, head peeking around the corner and staring suspiciously down the hallway, eyes darting in a way that guarantees she’s up to something questionable that would probably result in suspension or the like if she was anyone else.

The sensible thing to do here would to be to walk away, maybe text Yuu or Lance and leave them to deal with whatever this is once they get out of class.

So, naturally, Hunk goes over instead.

“What is it?” He asks, and Ritzie shushes him rather loudly.

“Quiet!” She murmurs, lips curling up in a teasing, conspiratorial grin.

Hunk blinks. “Why are we whispering?” He responds, pointedly dropping his already quiet tone down a few more decibels. Ritzie’s grin only grows wider, and he feels his stomach sink. “What have you done?”

Proudly, Ritzie casts one last glance along the corridor, and then throws open the door, revealing the back stairwell that’s only supposed to be used for emergencies and cleaning staff (and students sneaking out), and…

“Are those lizards?” Hunk screeches as near silently as he can manage, staring down at the rather large glass tank containing several pairs of reptilian eyes blinking up at him.

“Yes.” Ritzie turns, gesturing to the tank with a look of utter seriousness. “Help me get them to my room, the cage is frigging heavy.”

“Why do you have lizards?” Hunk tries instead, already automatically reaching down to grab the one end of the tank as Ritzie does the same to the other, sticking one leg out to keep the door propped open. They lift it, staggering under the weight even between the two of them, and Hunk spares a brief questioning thought as to how the hell Ritzie got this up the stairs herself, before she’s urging him forward and he’s shouldering past the door, the two of them stumbling into the hallway with the lizard cage.

“Technically they’re leopard geckos.” Ritzie answers. “Not really lizards, per se. And I rescued them.”

“…Rescued them.” Hunk parrots in half-disbelief, walking his way backwards in the direction towards Ritzie’s room, scanning nervously for anyone else coming down the hallway, too afraid to contemplate the consequences of getting caught with unregistered animals in a student dorm room.

“Yep!” Ritzie pops the ‘p’ in the word cheerfully, shrugging a shoulder to nudge her pigtail backwards behind it without somehow wobbling the tank. “Jake Calhoun, y’know, the fucker in Adams Hall with the shitty undercut? He got them for Christmas and decided pretty quickly having pets was less interesting than having things to experiment on, heard him talking about it in class.” She stops, staring up at him with wide eyes, and not for the first time Hunk is uncomfortably aware of the fact that while he may be several inches taller than Ritzie, she still manages to make him feel small just from sheer personality size and her general aura of confidence. “There was a fourth one Hunk, you don’t want to know what happened to it.” She turns as they reach her room, bracing the tank against her hip with one hand and unlocking the door, shoving it open with a foot and guiding both Hunk and the tank in.

“So you broke into his dorm room and kidnapped his lizards.” Hunk mutters tiredly, already figuring out where the rest of this is going. He glances down skeptically as they guide the tank to the center of the room and set it down. Yuu is going to have an aneurism when he sees it, though Lance will no doubt be delighted.

“I prefer the term ‘liberated’”. Ritzie says happily, staring down at her newest acquisitions. “You want to help me name them?”

He should walk away. Should go back to his room and pretend this never happened, or do the responsible thing and call the school administration about this.

“…Yes.” He says instead, and tries not to be shyly pleased at the way Ritzie’s face lights up at his answer, much as he always is when Lance does the same.

Getting attached to two of them would be a very poor idea, after all.

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