Far from disappointed by this tale, Jono laughed and gave a sympathetic shrug that acknowledged freely the madness of the fairer sex. While he'd never had such an experience himself (he'd met Gayle and fallen too hard too quickly to have many chances), he'd seen his friends struggle with all types of girls and knew how things could get very bad very quickly. "Point taken," he said, tapping his fingertips to his throat to indicate that he very much liked the current, non-crushed state of his larynx, "No marathons with Trish."
He paused upon entering Julian's room, his dark eyes taking in the space. He didn't know what he'd expected, but he did know that thick books with Latin subtitles and titles that might as well have been Latin hadn't been part of it. That was some serious pleasure reading. Thoughtlessly, he tilted his head and when he looked back at the other boy there was a curious expression on his face, "You're..a student here, aren't you? I mean, boys' dorm and all."