Just Dumb Enough to Try

God's Favorite Customer

    -How was dinner?

    Louis sat in his bed and leaned his head against the wall. He knew he had to initiate or the wolf would never tell him anything. He began lightly thumping his head against the wall. It was strange being the one smitten. If that was what this was. He had been thinking about it ever since he snuck out of Legosi's early the other day.

    He wondered what dinner with the Beastar would be like. What questions would he ask one of his idols. He remembered watching Yafya on TV when he was younger. He remembered wanting to be like him. Why had he chosen Legosi? Was he feeling a twinge of jealousy? If so, towards whom?

    He tossed his phone to the side. It disappeared into the red comforter. He stood up. Realizing he hadn't given himself a reason, he began to roam his room. He had to laugh at himself. Some dumb dog had wandered into his life and reduced him to this? The Great Louis had finally been bested. His prosthetic clicked angrily the more he paced.

    Sitting down on the bed, he took off his prosthetic off and put it back on. It didn't help, but it was something to concentrate on. He looked around for more things to do. Something to distract himself with. He went to his desk and sat down. There was still unfinished homework, as his mind had prior distractions.

He began taking out his notes from his bag. A paper slipped out and floated to the floor. He looked at his medicated scribbles. He picked it up, wondering why he had kept it. Poorly drawn beetles climbed up and down the side of the page. Imagining Legosi, bored, drawing them while Louis ate his soup made him smile.

    He put the page down and forced himself to do homework. His eyes kept glancing up at the page. Frustrated, he grabbed it, crumpled it up, and threw it across the room. He stared at his homework with no motivation to do it. Groaning, he got up and went to go get the page. He tried to flatten it out as much as possible on the desk.

    After he hastily finished his homework, he dug his phone out from the blankets. The screen flashed that he had no new messages.

    "This is typical." He told himself.

       It was typical. Legosi's lack of communication was one of his worst qualities. It was something that annoyed Louis to no end. And something he found endearing?

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       Louis sat up to turn off his alarm. He opened his messages to make sure it was sending him notifications. Still nothing. He swung his legs out of bed and put on his prosthetic.

    -How are you doing?

    He started the shower and stood in it, letting the water run over his face. Could Legosi be mad at him? He went through all of the reasons, there were quite a bit, but Legosi wasn't the type to hold grudges. He shut off the water, a little satisfied with narrowing it down.

    His hair wasn't fully dry when he walked outside. Even though it was warmer, he still shivered. The breeze seemed to rip deeper into his coat. He hurried to class.

    The heaters were still on, to his relief. He sat in the back close to one of the radiators. Why such an expensive university still had radiators was byond him, but he wasn't complaining. With the source of heat at his back, he took out his book and notes. Finance wasn't the most exciting class, but if he wanted to be a successful heir to his father, he was going to have to power through.

    The professor started the lesson by talking about ethical business practices. Louis cracked a smile. He couldn't imagine his father's reaction if he went to him talking about ethical business. And what he would have bought him to show him his disappointment. He didn't used to see anything wrong with what his father did. It wasn't until Legosi...