Submitted by Tiffanoodle last February 15th 2008, 09:02 AM

Cubicles

Marc stared idly at the board, his brown eyes focusing in and out on the numerical values that equated to some complicated answer. He sighed and glanced around the room. However it wasn’t purely a glance. He gazed longingly at the boy in the corner of the room, staring at the board with an expression of utter confusion, cute confusion that made him lick his lips.

Michael was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome with his pure Italian looks and styled br