an au where everyone is college friends, colt’s best friend is getting married and logan’s fiancé, ingrid, picked the girl he’s been harboring an unhealthy crush on for eight years to be her maid of honor. as the best man, he’s not exactly looking forward to having to spend so much time with her.
this is a companion fic to cliché, told from colt’s pov.
colt and logan were grabbing a beer at the dive bar down the street from the garage, a thursday night tradition they’d held onto since they first graduated, four years ago.
even before they’d moved out of the dorms it was time that had always been set aside for the two of them, ever since the housing lottery dumped them together as freshmen roommates who just so happened to share the same late night class in the weird building off campus next door to the pool hall that didn’t card students.
things had changed a thousand times over since then. they spent a lot less time together now that they weren’t living in the same place anymore, and they’d both gotten jobs that were mostly befitting of actual adults, and –
“i’m going to ask ingrid to marry me,” logan said, smiling in that carefree way he always did.
okay so i stopped playing choices around 7 months ago because i moved abroad and i was really busy with school, my jobs and making new friends. The last time i played, TRR (best book tbh) was in its final chapters, the elementalist and PM2 just came out and we were just wrapping up AME. i have SO much catching up to do. I’ve been playing Ride or Die non-stop for the past two days (even tho its straight af i love it). i need to catch up with the new ‘It lives’, AME2 and both of the elementalist. Not to mention like the 7 other new titles that came out in the meantime. RIP wallet from now on lol. glad to be back! ❤️
![Pour some sugar [gliders] on me.](https://64.media.tumblr.com/a4efa325ec51c9c8acfe70094f68a54d/cafc09e15792e375-7c/s1280x1920/4109f7a2908bc6edaebf8a66885b51de4e00ea7e.jpg "Pour some sugar [gliders] on me.")
