College perked up at the sound of the knock at the door - he was already fairly perked up from Adonis' hand on his stomach. He sat up quickly - if the boy had been a dog, his tail would have been wagging. He grinned brilliantly at Paparazzi and Adonis, and even moreso at the coffee (his life blood these days). He hopped off the bed and slid in behind Adonis, trailing a possesive hand down to the small of his back. "Really nice shoes." College chirped, reaching for one of the macchiatos. He took a sip and then rocked forward on his toes to peck Paparazzi on the cheek. "Nice to see you, babe, I hope you brought your dancin' knickers."