Gabriel was on the verge of answering Susan when Claudette and some other guy walked in from different doors. Giving a wave of "hello" to the former, he got up from the couch and moved to lean against a bench near the table, so he could continue talking to Susan, and possibly Claudette as well if the French girl joined in. "It's no problem 'bout the whole table thing. I'm used to at least having a plate and a surface on which to put it. But anyways... we might be doing the same courses. I plan on studying music as well; got a couple of guitars in my room, and I can accurately play and-or sing a few pieces from my preferred bands."
Taking another mouthful of water, Gabriel's mismatched eyes shifted to the stranger for a second or so, before he pulled out a chair opposite Claudette and asked, "May I?" Always the gentleman, Gabe, he mused to himself in the second he had before receiving a response from either of the two women.
Taking another mouthful of water, Gabriel's mismatched eyes shifted to the stranger for a second or so, before he pulled out a chair opposite Claudette and asked, "May I?" Always the gentleman, Gabe, he mused to himself in the second he had before receiving a response from either of the two women.