"Wow, Killua, how'd we get so lucky to have a dorm together?" Gon finally released me from his death grip hug. I could've sworn I saw black spots in my vision for a good second there.
"Probably pure luck. Hey, since when did you want to go to community college?" I pulled out a tin of Chocorobos and unattractively started to house them.
"Well I was thinking about it a lot when I was with Gin. He taught me a lot of interesting things. I decided I wanted to stay close to Aunt Mito and my hometown, and this was the closest university. That's the short version of the story." Gon… winked.
"Gon, why'd you wink? That doesn't even make sense with the context of th-"
"Shhhshshsh Killua, It was for a reason!" He whisper shouted, directing his eyes to Mito with a pleading smile. Speaking of Mito, her eyes were full of laughter she was holding back.
"Whatever." Shrugging and leaning back on my bed frame, Gon sighed and turned around.
"Mito, can you help me hang up my clothes in the closet? I have trouble with the hangers." Gon sheepishly blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Of course, Gon. That is why i'm here, isn't it?" Mito softly smiled, and walked towards Gon's suitcase, unzipping and beginning to grab hangers. Meanwhile, Gon opened up his yellow-beige backpack and began to unpack its contents.
A… fishing pole? Some type of phone shaped like a weird beetle, and other really weird and uncommon things.
Well, I mean let's be real, it's Gon we're talking about here. Of course he'll have those types of things. Since I met him, he's had the same backpack, same phone, same obnoxious fishing pole, and seemingly same outfit. I'm surprised he hasn't grown out of it yet.
"Killuaaaaaaaa. Killua!"
"GAH SHIT WHAT THE FUCK!" Gon scared the living crap out of me.
"Silly Killua, you were daydreaming!" Gon smiled really big, his teeth almost blinding me with their whiteness.
"Oh. What do you need?" I'll play this cool, toss it off my shoulder, y'know? Gon walked to his suitcase to pull out a… brochure? "What's that?" I pointed.
"Oh, this? Well my house is a little away from here, even though this was the closest college. I got this at a corner store- It tells all these attractions and food places with good ratings nearby!" Again, Gon smiles. God, just stop, it hurts my heart.
"Oh, cool I guess. I usually just go to the school cafeteria, the food's cheap and not shabby." I decide to get up so my legs don't fall asleep, for once in my life. Oh, and if you're wondering, I don't have classes currently since it's spring break. Which, unfortunately, ends in three days. Damn, time goes by quick. Probably because all I do is play Street Fighter… whoops!
"But I want to eat actual food, Killua, not weird microwavable foods from an untrustworthy college kitchen!" Gon whipped his head around with a pout.
"Hey! I eat that food for breakfast, lunch, and dinner everyday, thank you. And i'm still alive… I think." I retort, sticking out my tongue in response to his pout.
"That's bad for you." Well, obviously. I swear to god.
"Does it look like I care?" Speaking of, i'm still eating my Chocorobos. "I weigh a healthy 126 pounds, thank you!" I 'hpmf"ed and walked towards the window. Stalking some blondie and a tall guy with way too small glasses. Well that's a weird friendship.
"Killua, me and you are SO going to Olive Garden for dinner later." Gon grabbed a pen and wrote something on his pamphlet.
"What are you writing?" I walked to Gon and put my head against his shoulder. "I'm putting a checkmark on wherever we go, whether it's food or an attraction. I want to finish this, all with you, Killua!" Gon clicked his pen, and threw it in his nightstand drawer along with the pamphlet.
"Whatever makes you happy, Gon." And I mean it. I do want to make Gon happy, like a few years ago when we traveled the the world together.
My ultimate mission, I've decided. Make Gon smile that blinding smile all the time, and for him to never encounter this bitch that I've named "Sadness".