[ sir you have been debuffed more often than not in these past few weeks ]
sure
[ That's all he says before he makes his way over. Instead of acknowledging Hien directly, he's just going to slide into a chair or whatever else that's next to him and open a book.
He just starts to read under his breath, keeping his voice quiet enough to not to alert the shadow librarians. It's some silly YA romance where the most anyone's concerned about is who to ask to prom. Enjoy the free ASMR. ]
[ damn… he wanted to stop at the cliffhanger (like either of them really care who Felicia ends up with), but this works too.
He drapes his jacket over his shoulders and goes back to reading—this time a denser physics text that makes for anything but light reading. This is probably the shortest post-CYOA thread because Elysium is lame… but sometimes? You do need a little lame in your life and that's how you stay sane. ]
[ i don't mind dragging things out with infinite timeskips either because they're fun. At the clinging, he furrows his brow as his arm slowly goes numb under the constant weight and pressure, but sacrifices must be made for friendship… ]
Weren't you the one complaining about the pain last time…? This position's going to be hell for your back. … Don't say I didn't warn you.
[ But he doesn't really do anything about it either, and after a moment of staring, he sighs and goes back to reading. ]
Hien eventually wakes, because somewhere in his dream, he remembers that Elysium wanted to meet up and he's done nothing with him. The hold on Elysium's arm loosens and his back hurts a little, but it's nothing he hasn't dealt with before. He sleeps anywhere, anytime, any place, and in any position. ]
"... You're still here. Sorry, were you waiting for me?"
[ Just says 'this' without bothering to define it. ]
What, did you want to spar instead? [ He puts down his book and arches a brow. ] Then you should've picked somewhere other than the library to meet me.
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[ smartass ]
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Where are you at?
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stewing in my misery and self-loathing
jk i'm at the library
feeling mostly fine
if not guilty for the earlier violence
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sure
[ That's all he says before he makes his way over. Instead of acknowledging Hien directly, he's just going to slide into a chair or whatever else that's next to him and open a book.
Flips pages casually. ]
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"... You didn't have to grab a book if you really don't feel like reading."
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He just starts to read under his breath, keeping his voice quiet enough to not to alert the shadow librarians. It's some silly YA romance where the most anyone's concerned about is who to ask to prom. Enjoy the free ASMR. ]
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How long before he gets tired of this? An hour? Two? ]
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He drapes his jacket over his shoulders and goes back to reading—this time a denser physics text that makes for anything but light reading. This is probably the shortest post-CYOA thread because Elysium is lame… but sometimes? You do need a little lame in your life and that's how you stay sane. ]
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Hien, though still asleep, clings onto Elysium's arm and buries his face into his shoulder. It's warm... ]
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Weren't you the one complaining about the pain last time…? This position's going to be hell for your back. … Don't say I didn't warn you.
[ But he doesn't really do anything about it either, and after a moment of staring, he sighs and goes back to reading. ]
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Hien eventually wakes, because somewhere in his dream, he remembers that Elysium wanted to meet up and he's done nothing with him. The hold on Elysium's arm loosens and his back hurts a little, but it's nothing he hasn't dealt with before. He sleeps anywhere, anytime, any place, and in any position. ]
"... You're still here. Sorry, were you waiting for me?"
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Why do you seem surprised? We never finished our book.
[ He kicks Hien under the table. ]
And hearing you apologise for that after everything else you've done without apologising feels weird. Stop that.
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[ Hien feels the kick, but he doesn't kick in return. He does hug the jacket though, like it's some security blanket. ]
"... So, what is it? Did you need me?"
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[ ignores the question ]
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[ binch ]
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Then go back to sleep. You're better behaved that way.
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[ circles back around to the question ]
"So spill."
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[ Just says 'this' without bothering to define it. ]
What, did you want to spar instead? [ He puts down his book and arches a brow. ] Then you should've picked somewhere other than the library to meet me.
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[ He's going to keep pointing it out. Stop dancing in circles!! ]
"I already sparred with Thorns, so I'm good for now."
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[
He swaps back to reading the YA novel…. They are two brats in a room. ]
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[ just throws the fuckin book over his own shoulder. goodbye book. ]
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