[ thorns taking the hyper-diluted chemicals in high school labs and concentrating them enough that they eat through their tables and flooring just to feel something
unsurprisingly, elysium slips into the conversation easily. they're talking about school! how it's hell, how they have so many assignments, and how the stress of job hunting looms overhead. every so often, he nudges thorns with an elbow, coaxing him to join in, then lets him be until enough silence passes that he decides it's time to prod again.
and if thorns looks lost, elysium will just leans in to murmur the missing context under his breath. isn't he such a good friend… ]
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unsurprisingly, elysium slips into the conversation easily. they're talking about school! how it's hell, how they have so many assignments, and how the stress of job hunting looms overhead. every so often, he nudges thorns with an elbow, coaxing him to join in, then lets him be until enough silence passes that he decides it's time to prod again.
and if thorns looks lost, elysium will just leans in to murmur the missing context under his breath. isn't he such a good friend… ]