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Dorm Room #2: Hussey, Felix, Darius
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Darius groaned as the alarm next to his bed went off, it was blaring and loud, and he really didnt' like the way it made his head feel. Darius reached over, grabbed the alarm clock and threw it against the wall, making a loud crashing sound. It broke into a few pieces and Darius sighed with a little bit of relief. At least it wasn't wailing in his ear anymore, good thing he had about ten more stored in the closet. Darius knew he shouldn't have drank the night before, but damn he was so worried about Poppy that he had to do something or he was going to literally slice someone's throat. Preferably the drivers that had made them crash in the first place a week ago. Darius wondered if there had been any change over the course of the night, he checked his phone, nobody had messaged him or called, so probably not. It was the first day of school since Summer break, Darius needed to shower and get ready before he didn't have time to get his schedule. Yeah he was a bit behind with it all, but hey he had been putting off so that him and Poppy could get their schedules together. OR so he told himself. Darius got out of bed and grabbed himself some clothes and a towel before hijacking the bathroom, he definitely wanted first dibs on the hot water, he locked the door and hoped his roommates wouldn't be too pissed.
((Haha this is going to go down poorly XD It'll be fun tho Alright first post of the new school year is gonna be Hussey the sociopath))

He groggily stretched and got out of bed, wincing as he slammed his toes on a set of hardcover books, precariously piled alongside his bed. "Damnit!" Felix swore, hissing in pain. It lasted only a second, but a dull ache lingered as a reminder.
Felix had showered the night before, and laid out his uniform, which he despised with a passion. The boy stripped and tugged it on, shirt untucked and tie disheveled. He pulled on a dark, reddish-purple sweater overtop, remembering how fucking cold it was, because, news flash, they were in Russia.
The boy left his room, opting to run a hand through his hair instead of a brush because of whatever asshole roommate was hogging the bathroom. Felix made a beeline for the fridge and grabbed an apple, taking a bite out of it while he waited.
Hussey clenched his eyes as sunlight streamed through his window, directly onto his face. He gritted his teeth and walked over to the blinds, pulling them shut. He was planning on ditching today and either sleeping or wreaking havoc, he hadn't decided yet. But, he was up, thanks to that blasted sun, and since he was up so early, he may as well go to school. He looked around the room, he's had bad paranoia ever since he beat up that girl at a party a few months ago, constantly afraid that police were going to jump out at him, and he'd be caught. No. He couldn't. He had much left to do. He had to be clean from now on, he wasn't going to end up in jail like his father. He narrowed his eyes and stomped out of his room and into the hallway, still feeling pissy about how he had to share his dorm with two other guys. He should've threatened to kill that idiotic headmaster when he got his dorm assignment. He smiled as he thought of the fear in the headmaster's face that would have been plastered on if Hussey had come into his office, maybe even his house, and held a knife to his throat. Hussey's own room, or Crown's life. Maybe I should do that later, A normal thought for Hussey. He stopped at the bathroom and tugged on the door handle, and Hussey raised his eyebrows. Locked? Locked? Locked?!?! Hussey made a face resembling the 'No.' Rage face and punched the door loudly, letting whoever was in there know that Hussey would have none of it. In his eyes, this was his dorm. He was ruler, the two other guys would have to live by his rules. One of which being Hussey gets the bathroom when he wants to get the bathroom. He stomped over to the kitchen and poured himself a bowl of Lucky Charms, eating it angrily, thinking of ways he could make the guy pay for using the bathroom when Hussey wanted to.

Hussey glared at the boy when he spoke, Hussey planned on eating his rainbow cereal in silence. "None of your fucking business, kid." He shoved another angry spoon of cereal into his mouth and smiled just a bit. Darius, huh? Darius was the imbecile who would have to pay, his first victim of the school year. Excellent. Hussey shoved his spoon back into his bowl once he was finished eating, and was going to carry his bowl over to the sink and rinse it when he heard the boy speak again. Hussey did not like his tone. Or his sassiness. He thought about how a normal guy might respond to that statement, and figured out that they might shrug it off, laugh it off, or glare at the offender and say, "Whatever." Hussey decided to with the first one, he would get this little sass master later. First, he was going to deal with this 'Darius.'

Hussey was in shock. Who the hell was this kid, thinking he could speak like this to Hussey Arsov, son of the famous Capitol Academy murderer? He whipped his head around and gave the kid a glare. "I was gonna let you go, Felix. I was gonna let you walk out of here unscathed." Hussey ran up to Felix and grabbed him in a chokehold, gritting his teeth. "You've crossed a line now, Felix. Nobody crosses me, you'd better get used to that fast now that you're living in my dorm. Okay, Felix? Got that? Good." He smiled evilly and gave Felix a sound punch to the stomach.

Felix found himself in a bit of a predicament, struggling against Hussey's grip. He tried to rapidly suck in air, having great difficulty. "F-fuck..!" The boy choked out, his hands working futilely to pull Hussey off. A force slammed into his stomach, making him double over in pain and groan. He was still held by Hussey so he couldn't go far, but the punch made his knees weak and his head spin.
Hussey laughed at the boy's pain, thinking about how easy it would be to kill Felix right then and there. He wouldn't, though. He couldn't kill anyone any time soon, he needed to keep on the down low since he was still technically on the run from the law. He released Felix from his grip, tossing the boy to the ground. "I hope we've settled who's the stronger man, here, Felix. I hope we've made it clear who's boss. If you ever try to pull anything with me again... let's just say that I can do a lot worse, I promise you." He watched the boy on the ground, looking confused and weak. "You're pathetic," he spat. "It was foolish to try and pick a fight with me." He chuckled softly and went back into his room, leaving Felix on the ground.
Darius took his leisurely time in the shower, soaping, rinsing, just letting the nice hot water beat down on his skin. He was just about to step out when someone was banging on the door, Darius rose a brow. Well apparently it was time to get out, not that he needed any pounding to make that clear. The pounding only made his headache worse, as was the steam from the shower. Darius stepped out and wrapped his dark, grey towel around his waist, then went to the sink and started to brush his teeth, he took his time though. Kind of irritated with whoever it was wanting to rush him. Next he fixed his hair, threw on a shirt and half put on a tie, then his slacks and shoes. School. Mhmm. Whatever. Darius pushed his dirty clothes into a corner and left the bathroom in disarray, not really giving it much thought. The cap was off the toothpaste, there were dirty clothes piled in the corner, water and toothpaste on the mirror, his dirty towel was half in and half out of the shower. Darius walked out into the hallway just in time to see a kid getting punched. Well what the hell did he miss? "Whoa," He said and walked toward the duo that had to be his roommates. "What the fuck? You guys having a party without me?" He asked and smirked slightly, "Let me take some asprin and then I'm willing to do some rough housing too, it'll be good right before school."

Darius wondered what kind of girly brawl he'd walked into, "Okay then." He muttered and rolled his eyes before grabbing his bag from just inside his door. He put it on his shoulder and headed out of his room and to the kitchen after that. Planning on getting some food before someone else had a damn fit over their hair or something. He grabbed an apple and a wrapped package of poptarts. Yeah that would hold him over until mid morning, then he'd need a snack. He was a growing boy after all, but he would just get a snack over at the café. "Later," He half muttered half said, just before he walked out the door and tried to forget the scene he had walked into. This year was bound to be worse than the last with those kinds of roommates. The earlier he got up, the better, obviously.

He left the suite, then exited the dorm building and made his way to the great hall to get his schedule.
Hussey's bedroom