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"Norris has been staring at you all breakfast again." Oscar keeps his eyes focused on his cereal.
"Just because I tristed you enough to tell you about my crush, it doesn't give you the right to take the piss out of me."
"I'm being serious Osc, he hasn't even touched his food. He looks like the love sick protagonist from a random chik flick." Oscar tries not to react. He wants to believe Logan, but his roommate has been known to play a prank or two. "Dude, his roommate just tried to steal his toast." Oscar slowly looks up and makes eye contact with the object of his affection. Lando then has the balls to wink at him, which makes them both blush. Suddenly Lando is gone and Oscar is left staring, stunned at the spot Lando was once sat in.
"Dude you're bright red," Logan chuckles. Oscar shoves him. "Oww, just because you can't handle the truth." Oscar hits him with a side eye.
"Shut it."
"I told you he likes you back. He literally gay panicked his way out if the room because he winked at you. His crush on you is more obvious than your crush on him."
"I said shut it, he doesn't like me. I'm just an irrelevant kid in the year below. I bet it was just a mistake. He's probably just annoyed that I'm going to think he likes boys." Oscar slumps against the table.
"There there." Logan pats his back twice. "You're overthinking things again. Occams Razor, he likes you. If I winked at someone I didn't fancy, I wouldn't run away like that."
"I'm gonna go to our room and overthink some more."
"Don't forget your maths homework!" Logan calls after him