Gatsby nodded in confirmation, grabbing a chip from the offered bag and sighing in melodramatic relief. "Yeah, senior. Finally starting my final semester." He chuckled lightly to himself in lieu of his dramatics, shaking his head slightly and leaning against the counter opposite Jackson, facing him conversationally.
"I don't know; I think I might like it. At least for a while." Gatsby tilted his head slightly, grinning lightly at the boy across from him, before continuing. "Being right under both of my parents' noses all the time and all; I think having a place like this would be a welcome difference. For a week or so." Falling into a slight silence that accompanies conversations between acquaintances, Gatsby looked around for a moment in silence before reaching for another chip, joking playfully. "So, Jackson or Jack, having a good time whenever you're trying to not get lost?"