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lol too many johns too little time s o b

Lafayette was just kinda watching the scene unfold as Angelica yelled at them, occasionally adding in his own snarky remark as the fight was soon won. He knew Angelicas anger could be a frightening thing to be on the receiving end of. When he heard the comment about john, Lafayette coughed...

Lafayette glanced at the girls, contemplating risking suspension. Still, he decided to just stay out of it for now. He could bail everyones asses out later.

Lafayette didn't say anything as he practically engulfed his salad. He would not hesitate however to cut a bitch if this new kid tried to pull anything on either john or eliza. Still, he figured Alexander would be above that sort of behavior; or atleast he hoped. He drank his ranch dressing...

He laughed a little, but dragged his friend back over to the lunch table; even if all that was left was the salad. Nobody messed with his salad. "Guess whos back, bitches." He stated upon their arrival.

@Paint The Wind (i replied ;;;u;u;u;))

"uh- No; but it's fine." He had completely forgotten all his stuff at the table, but that was okay. He wasn't sure if now was a good time to break the awkwardly long hug or not.

"Of course." He nodded, glad to see that his bud was feeling better. No sadness on his watch! "Do you want to head back to the lunch table?"

He continued to hold his friend, whining more. "C'mon, you're not allowed to be sad anymore, that's an order!"  I guess its homo lol

"No no, don't-" He sighed, holding his friends cheeks. "I'm sorry. I should be taking you more seriously." He answered quietly, carefully forcing his friend to look at him. "Mon amie, je t'aime. Don't you ever think nobody loves you, understand?" No homo.

MJ frowned further, wrapping himself around his friend in a tight embrace. "John, don't think that way." He responded, "Plenty of people love you!" He just continued to hold his friend in an attempt at comfort, making a whining noise. "Alas, it seems you've fallen victim of; how do you say- Coup...

Lafayette took out his earbuds, frowning and reaching out to put a comforting hand on his pal's shoulder. "John, mon amie, we can't control how we feel, we can only learn how to steer it in the right direction." He offered as advice, despite having no knowledge in this kind of thing. "There...

He looked down when his phone buzzed, before standing. Well, maybe he might have to kick ass, who knows. He texted back. "Lead the way."

Lafayette was getting a little tired of all this tension weighting down on the table, and packed up his lunch and; ahem, sharpies. He casually popped some earbuds in his ears and decided to listen to music and just sort of.. Ignore it in favor of Beyonce. This wasn't one of his fights and he...

Lafayette shook away the face he was making, replacing it with a slight smile. "Amazing actually!! We just finished our routine for the competition next week." He stated happily, leaning on the table as he popped a grape in his mouth. "It's great. Amazing, actually." He was out of grapes...

((gtg for a bit~!))

Lafayette nodded in response, looking down at the rest of his food as if it's mere presence was offensive. "This boy needs to be knocked into shape, learn how to take care of himself." He determined, turning to Eliza. "I trust you to help me do this, oui?" He would mom friend the hell out of em...

He watched his friend leave, unsure what he did wrong. He figured it'd be better to let the kid be, settling for stuffing his face with his sandwich. He drank the cheese sauce, sometimes people wondered what was wrong with him.  "Food is important? Not eating makes you grumpy, more prone...

He looked at Laurens, casually wrapping an arm around his friend. He ignored all the stigma about friendships and was all for comfort.  "If you need anything just ask!" He didn't want his friends to be upset, like, ever. 

Next thing you know, Lafayette was cutting off a part of his sandwich, dropping it in front of Alexander. "Not on my watch." He demanded, crossing his arms with an offended hmph.