[SRuiz]

Corbin really hated when he talked with all that weird mystic mumbo jumbo. Maybe if he got out his dorm more often, he would be normal and quite sociable, but that was enough for the moment. Alex': grand moment of shame would arise when he had gotten up from his table. Corbin just did not stand it when the male went and said things like that and thought he was some kind of genuine hero to those who were often bullied by the 20 year old. So as the male more than likely went to take his tray to the trash, Corbin responded with the simple and yet a tactic that always yielded to the best results. He feigned that he too was getting up and like a cluts, the food went to flying. Typically, it would land on the person that was approaching it, but Corbin knew that Yoda would use the force and move out the way, so the most cunning thing he did next was curve the ankle of his fluorescent green track shoes and leave it lying in wait for the male when he got out the way of it. Alex would go falling down with the entirety of both trays covering him.

"Oh..." Corbin choked away a laugh to actually looked surprised as almost everyone else around were chuckling slightly. "Did I do that? I am so sorry man."

He really wasn't, but that was besides the point. He rose from his chair with his friends and parted his lips to say "we should help him" as his eyes painted the most intricate appearance of sincerity.

There was no help coming for Alex. By the time they were done, the frat members had him in more of a mess than when the trays had fallen on him. Corbin simply chuckled and went about his ways before passing out some flyers regarding the party that was going to be at their frathouse that weekend after the game. Knowing Alex, he probably was still calling it a Ball. He truly was a weirdo.

Corbin opened the doors and headed out with his friends, leaving the male to the humiliation of the cafeteria and those who dwelled therein.