"This place doesn't seem too bad. Pretty home you were to ask me." Jazz chuckled as he stared up at the quaint little restaurant that he had been led to by Prowl. "I would have passed this place a million times to be honest. How did you find it? Is it any good?"
Giving a short nod, Prowl turned to face the other. "Smokey found it, how? I am not one hundred percent sure on how but we used to come here often. The food items that they serve are pretty basic but are very well made. Maybe not to your standards, so you should try it first." As he spoke he made his way over to the restaurant's door and opened it, waiting for Jazz to stop gawking at the outside and finally enter. When he did, Prowl led Jazz to a table for two.
"Ah have to ask you Prowler, since I learned quite a bit about you and your family yesterday because of your brothers. But aren't you curious about what my ass is doing here at your fancy school?" Jasper sat at the table and leaned forward, resting his chin on the palms of his hands. "Like not even a little bit?"
Prowl sat down across from Jazz, he didn't answer immediately as he watched the other move his eyebrows in ways he didn't think was possible, "First of all. Cut that out. Secondly, I don't want to invade your privacy. If you choose to tell me, sure. But I will not force you to tell me anything."
"Ah don't mind you knowing, I would rather having you knowing since you're my friend now Prowler and you deserve to know." Jazz chuckled as he leaned back, lifting the chair's front legs off the ground as he balanced himself, "Well while you choose your food and mine too while you're at it and let old Jazzy tell you my story."
"You're my age but..nevermind just continue on." Shaking his head, Prowl kept his eyes on his room-mate.
"Good, well Ah clearly am not from around anywhere like this. You are fancy folk, Ah am. Well anything but that to be honest, but Ah am pretty sure you can tell. Anyone can." Shrugging, Jazz pushed his glasses further onto the bridge of his nose. "So Ah lived in a not so nice neighborhood in the not so part of town, Ah didn't do too good in my classes but Ah apparently had or more like have a big gift for music."
"Which is why you came to our school, correct?" Prowl nodded as he signaled over a waiter, making a motion to Jazz to continue on with his story while he ordered. Keeping almost all of attention on the other.
"Yeah, that's why. Our father wanted to give us something that he never got the chance to. So he worked his ass off to get me here and Ah promised that Ah was going to try my best here to pass. And I am planning on not breaking that promise." He crosses his arms over his chest as if proving a point in his seriousness. "Ah never break a promise."
"I'll see to that you don't. Since we are room-mates I have no problem with assisting in your studies." Prowl held a hand out to Jazz, "What do you say? I help you."
"What do you want in return? You help me pass with flying colors and you get what? Ah help you socialize? You bros seem very keen on trying to get you out more." He took Prowl's hand, not giving the other a chance to even agree nor object. "So it's set. Ah am happy to have gotten you as my room-mate Prowler, you're a cool guy."
"Very well, I will allow you to drag me out on occasions that do not require us to get your or my grades up. Understood? Grades first." Shaking Jazz's hand, Prowl gave another nod before pulling his hand away. "Let us eat." He motioned towards the waiter that approached them with a tray and what Jazz could assume was their food.
The two remained at the restaurant for the next hour, enjoying their meals and having small talk every now and then but mainly enjoying a comfortable silence between them during the hour.
Jasper stretched out his arms as they walked out of the restaurant, "Alright, Ah can see why you and your brothers tend to come here. It's pretty good. We heading back to school now huh?"
"Yes, unless you had somewhere else in mind?" Prowl glanced at the other as he walked in the direction of their school.
"Well not really. Since I don't know anywhere that's cool." He gave a quick shrug before shoving his hands into his pockets and his eyes widening a bit in a realization, "Crap. Guess we do have to go back either way."
"And that is why?" Prowl turned his head to completely look at Jazz this time. "Oh" His eyes focused on the keys hanging off the dark-skinned man's finger.
"Yeah, oh. Ah still have Sides keys, need to give that back to him when we get back to the dorms." Jazz stuffed the keys back into his pocket and walked a bit faster to catch up with his friend, "They'll be fine being locked out of their room for a bit right, Prowler?"
"Yes, if anything Sunny will go to his studio he has, it's the only key he doesn't trust his twin with. Sides on the other hand is most likely with my brothers. So yes, they'll be fine." He waved of Jazz's ever so slight worry as they entered through the campus' gate and headed towards the dorm building. Not noticing that Jazz was purposing starting to lag behind.
As he lagged behind, Jazz began to hum a quite tune a watched the way his friend walked. Stiff and proud was what he would describe his friend's gate, a grin crossing his face as he stopped his staring and ran over to his friend as Prowl had opened the door. "In we go now, Prowl."
He walked forward past Jazz who held the door open for him, stopping for a second so Jazz could catch up to him and they both made their way up the stairs to their floor and then to their room where Prowl pulled out the key card and opened the door.
The moment Prowl shut the door behind himself that there was a quick knock that had him doing an about-face and opening the door to reveal Sides and Sunny standing there.
"Can we come in?" Sunny asked, "We asked about the cars and getting them out of there and got our answer."
"Of course, come in." Prowl moved to the side to allow the twins entrance.
Sides followed his twin in who leaned against the only desk in the room while he sat down in its chair. "Well we asked around, took us a few tries to convince some people in high places but, they agreed to allow it as a club of sorts as long as we a teachers supervision."
"Sweet! Shouldn't be too hard to find one teacher to help up and oh here Sides." Jazz pulled out the keys from his pockets and tossed them to their owner who caught them before it smacked him in the face. "Wait before anything, how do we get the cars out of there in the first place?"