Title: 4chan University - Chapter 4 Author: LeonidIslay Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/5KTW4JRv First Edit: Thursday 25th of August 2016 08:36:22 PM CDT Last Edit: Last edit on: Saturday 8th of October 2016 02:17:48 PM CDT >be Seamus >just finished an improptu concert at Red Hall >everyone liked it >you suppress an urge to play Oh Comely to make them take back their applause >taking off the guitar, you hand it back to Keksandra >"I expected something danker, but that was a soft 7." >glaring intensifies "Okay Kekthony Sandratano" >she runs off >Conrad comes up to you >"dude that was tits! Nice job. Did you play in a band." "sort of, but I didn't play guitar. I'm more into appreciating art than creating it." >"I gotcha. So you see anyone cute?" >you look around the room >Emily is still in the corner staring at the medusa >The sisters are giggling to each other while another girl listens >a cute girl walks through the door of the common room >cute sailor-esque dress, curly brown pig tails in her hair. "Who the hell is that?" >"that's Ayunami's sister, Chiyo." "Dibs" >she could be the groupie you swore you never wanted >tfw you'll never listen to records while she asks you why you like songs about Anne Frank and incest >conrad starts to protest but remains silent >"HEY Huey! Huey! Huey!" >a shrill voice reaches your ears >Keksandra is yelling and running around looking for someone >she grabs your arm >"There you are Huey!" >staring >"your new nickname is Huey. Like Huey Lewis and the News! I named you after the best band ever." >you recoil in horror >"let's go meet people Huey!" >groan >she parades you around the room introducing you to other students >you stop in front of a tall skinny guy in a greasy shirt and the longest neckbeard you've ever seen >"Huey, this is Tyler. He runs the DnD campaign for the dorm. He also has a huge collection of toy soldiers." >Tyler clears his throat >"Actually, you may call me Teeg. And they're not toy soldiers, they're tabletop miniatures. I specialize in tradi..." >that's probably what he said >You're too entranced by the crumbs in his beard >They float effortlessly in a tangle of matted hair >like stars in a picture of space >"And that's why I play Warmachine and not pleb-tier Warhammer. Do you game, Seamus?" "Uhh, Monopoly?" >he stares "Okay, well it was great to meet you. I'll hit you up if I want to play DnD sometime." >Keksandra moves you to the couch >"This is Haruhi. She's an art major." >Keksandra points to a girl in short pleated skirt, thigh-highs, and a tight blouse >Haruhi shakes your hand >"I major in the best porn" "What kind of porn is 'the best porn'?" >"The best porn is the one that gets you off" >majestic >Keksandra points to the two other girls on the couch >"That's Usagi and Lily. They're super gay." >"Super duper gay" >they spoke at the same time >terrifying >you look around for the cute girl, Chiyo. >shes up getting a drink >is she even legal to drink? >let's go find out >keksandra grabs your arm >"You want me to introduce you to Chiyo? She's a freshman too." "Why are you being so nice to me?" >"You got dubs. I have to respect the dubs." >this tiny meme-addicted child could teach you a few things >but for now, time to talk to a girl "Lead the way" >she takes your hand and leads you to the Chiyo >right as you get next to her, Keksandra taps her on the shoulder >"Have you met Seamus?" >she runs off >bitch >"Hi Seamus, I'm I'm Chiyo." >her voice is soft and angelic "H-hi. Did you c-catch my song?" >spaghetti is in your pockets >"You were the one playing? You had just finished when I got here." "Y-yeah. Keksandra convinced me to play." >"Who?" >goddammit "The small girl running around here, somewhere. It's not important." >palms soaked >will Chuck steal your spaghetti for pasta night? "What kind of music do you like?" >"Whatever's on the radio, at a comfortable volume >screams internally >she sees your displeasure and starts giggling >"Only joking. I like like emo mostly. With a little bit of punk on top." "My Chemical Romance emo or American Football emo?" >"American Football is pleb-tier. I like Sunny Day Real Estate." >more sweating >more spaghetti >is your nose bleeding >shes giggling again >"I don't suppose you're called a pleb very often Mr. Seamus?" "I pride myself on having an extra-obnoxious opinion about music." >"Well maybe you can show me your record collection sometime." "Only if I can see your art collection." >"Oh you wouldn't like my art. I'm not very good." >she blushes and looks down >now shes the one with spaghetti >too fucking cute "I doubt that very much. What do you draw?" >"Cute things." "I like cute things, like you." >she goes red >you go red >spaghetti fills the room