[ elysium just thinks thorns wouldn't be super interested in hearing about his professional life, [redacted] aside, so he keeps it to himself. why talk about boring things when they can just talk about what's fun?
he goes to get his laptop then nudges against thorns' shoulder before he settles down. he was so ready to pass out getting into the mindset to work is hard…
his face stares at an empty word document. he is so productive. in lieu of doing any work himself, he peeks over to what thorns might be doing. hi. ]
thorns is doing homework. it appears to be some sort of research paper that he is halfway done with because he was working on it the entire time elysium was gone. he glances back at him. ]
[ a pause, and he reaches over to feel for elysium's temperature. he is assuming the fever must have broken if he's able to move around without struggling, but he will check regardless. ]
[ makes him a business administration student not out of choice… but he's writing up a forecast. when thorns looks he will explain all the technical jargon then quietly look at thorns if he has any questions?
[ it is a paper about the effects of some toxic plant that is found in some remote area of the world. he is writing it as if he has access to said plant somehow. which he does. but that's not the point so don't ask.
i'm sorry for elysium being a business major. ]
... Are your professors fine with you missing so much?
[ he doesn't want to be here either he wants to be in tourism!! or meteorology!! his report is so lifeless.
are undergraduates supposed to have access to this kind of subject material…? elysium decides it's better not to ask and just nods along. thorns as the people who synthesise antidotes to snake venom ig. ]
As fine as yours are. Better that I stayed back than infect half my class with whatever we had, right? Must've been somewhat contagious…
[ elysium did say he didn't hang out with people as much as thorns thought he did, but that does not change the fact he has a lot more friends than thorns does... like albert or whatever his name was (thorns you can at least remember the name of the person who stayed in your apartment). ]
[ except, they are kind of missing an important detail here. elysium tilts his head from side to side, as if deliberating if it's something he should say.
but then sticking his foot in his mouth always wins, so— ]
… Though, I guess in that scenario we might not even be talking?
[ he can admit that much, at least. even though they could occasionally cross paths at school if they happen to take the same gen ed classes or electives, that would only have lasted until they started focusing only on the classes for their different majors. ]
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he goes to get his laptop then nudges against thorns' shoulder before he settles down. he was so ready to pass out getting into the mindset to work is hard…
his face stares at an empty word document. he is so productive. in lieu of doing any work himself, he peeks over to what thorns might be doing. hi. ]
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thorns is doing homework. it appears to be some sort of research paper that he is halfway done with because he was working on it the entire time elysium was gone. he glances back at him. ]
Hm?
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I'm procrastinating. [ by reading someone else's work?? okay. ] You can keep going.
[ despite any tiredness, he does look genuinely interested. ]
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[ but he will go back to working, occasionally looking at elysium every now and then.
it is so peaceful. ]
Where did you go?
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[ there is nothing that can hurt his hair here… yet. but he sleepily rubs at his eyes, leaning his weight against thorns. ]
Work. I had to check in with a job… I'll probably be busy over the next bit? [ he sighs. ] It was easier being sick.
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[ a pause, and he reaches over to feel for elysium's temperature. he is assuming the fever must have broken if he's able to move around without struggling, but he will check regardless. ]
You can sleep on my lap.
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[ he's warmer than usual but it's nothing crazy. in return, he pinches thorns' cheek. ]
Is that how you convince yourself you tried to be a good influence?
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[ if anything elysium is the bad one? he's the reason thorns missed so much class...
he types a few more sentences before speaking again. ]
You're still warm.
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wordlessly presses the back of his hand on thorns' forehead. can he talk. ]
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Okay. I didn't leave.
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You're using brain power. That energy could be going into recovering.
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[ that is obviously not true. ]
Go to sleep.
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this is how thorns incites him into working. he straightens up and starts typing away at a report. die. ]
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thorns scowls and also goes back to working. he will also glance at elysium's screen to look at what he's doing... ]
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he then looks at thorns' screen… reciprocate… ]
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i'm sorry for elysium being a business major. ]
... Are your professors fine with you missing so much?
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are undergraduates supposed to have access to this kind of subject material…? elysium decides it's better not to ask and just nods along. thorns as the people who synthesise antidotes to snake venom ig. ]
As fine as yours are. Better that I stayed back than infect half my class with whatever we had, right? Must've been somewhat contagious…
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[ elysium did say he didn't hang out with people as much as thorns thought he did, but that does not change the fact he has a lot more friends than thorns does... like albert or whatever his name was (thorns you can at least remember the name of the person who stayed in your apartment). ]
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elysium stops typing long enough to think about his answer. which is, at most, two seconds. ]
Would you have asked about me?
[ that's not answering the question. ]
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[ thorns can tell if elysium is sick or not while living with him... ]
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[ except, they are kind of missing an important detail here. elysium tilts his head from side to side, as if deliberating if it's something he should say.
but then sticking his foot in his mouth always wins, so— ]
… Though, I guess in that scenario we might not even be talking?
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[ he can admit that much, at least. even though they could occasionally cross paths at school if they happen to take the same gen ed classes or electives, that would only have lasted until they started focusing only on the classes for their different majors. ]
Were you nervous? Agreeing to live with me?
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What do you think? We went from no contact to full contact after years of avoiding each other.
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he finishes typing his paragraph, before turning in his seat so he can face elysium a little more. this might also be a worse move but here we are. ]
You could have said no:
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You say that, but. Uh. I might've tried…
[ help
they are this close to speed running a break up ]
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