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Lucas walked through the cafeteria, carrying breakfast for his roommate James, with a stranger's ripped boxers still shoved in his mouth. This had already been one of the worst days Lucas has had. He brought the breakfast over to James and stood silently waiting for him to finish eating; hoping that it would mean he could head to class and be left alone for a few hours. Unfortunately when James finished eating he got up and told Lucas to follow him back to the dorm. Lucas wanted to tell James he had a class he had to get to, but he was too afraid to speak up, not to mention the boxers in his mouth that prevented him from speaking. When they got back to the dorm James grabbed his gym bag and handed it to Lucas. "We're going to my practice, pack my soccer stuff in here." Lucas's confusion must have shown on his face, cause James looked annoyed and walked towards him. He took the ripped boxers out of Lucas's mouth and asked "Do you have a problem or something bitch?" Lucas could barely

Lucas walked through the cafeteria, carrying breakfast for his roommate James, with a stranger's ripped boxers still shoved in his mouth. This had already been one of the worst days Lucas has had. He brought the breakfast over to James and stood silently waiting for him to finish eating; hoping that it would mean he could head to class and be left alone for a few hours. Unfortunately when James finished eating he got up and told Lucas to follow him back to the dorm. Lucas wanted to tell James he had a class he had to get to, but he was too afraid to speak up, not to mention the boxers in his mouth that prevented him from speaking. When they got back to the dorm James grabbed his gym bag and handed it to Lucas. "We're going to my practice, pack my soccer stuff in here." Lucas's confusion must have shown on his face, cause James looked annoyed and walked towards him. He took the ripped boxers out of Lucas's mouth and asked "Do you have a problem or something bitch?" Lucas could barely