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Sid Jenkins (emo_underdog) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Sid smiled at the proud tone in Anders' voice. The only ever time he'd heard that tone in someone's voice was in Tony's voice when he'd been talking about how wrapped around his finger Michelle had been. It was nice to hear pride about something positive for once. "Well, maybe there's some footballs or something in there, I haven't been," he said with another shrug. "I'm sure you could figure something out." He had almost said he was sure that they could figure something out, but decided against it. He'd only get in the other guy's way, probably.

The laugh that emitted itself at the way Anders slammed down the empty beer can was something over which Sid had no control. It brought back memories. A lot of great memories of drinking games and binges and all the fun times they'd had back before everything got fucked up when Tony was hit by the bus. Before Cass ran away. ...before Chris died.

"Me? Well, I just finished my A-levels...should be heading off to Uni in a few months. That is if I can ever find my way home," he replied. Sid hadn't really wanted to go off to university, but he hadn't much of a choice in the matter. It was just...what you were expected to do, he supposed. "I was thinking maybe psychology...Angie's class was the only one I wasn't complete crap in," he added with an impish grin. Not that he'd ever told anyone, and not that he ever would, but Sid's grades in Angie's class had gone up considerably after he'd walked in on her practically naked in the staff locker room while following Tony. There wasn't any particular reason why, really, because it wasn't like seeing her tits really changed anything, but...well. It made it easier to pay attention to her rather than Michelle once in a while in class. He'd never admit it if asked, but Michelle had nothing on Angie in the tits department. That was for sure.