on the bright side, he finally gets another day of real rest, if only because he's thoroughly exhausted both from the events from the night before and running in near empty.
he wakes up late enough that thorns probably hears him scrambling around before leaving. this is how he misses a gym day… awful. ]
he looks as if he's been caught doing something scandalous. he was. ]
—There's breakfast for you on the counter! Morning! See you later!
[ RUNS
leaves his laptop bag behind. oops. why is doing the same things he'd done before more embarassing now? maybe because it makes him think about how obvious he's been this entire time… ]
he waits a moment to see if elysium is going to come back. when he does not, he grabs the bag, puts on his shoes and starts heading out to the elevator. he is still in his jammies... ]
yes. everything that can go wrong should go wrong. thorns is at least rewarded(?) with the sight of elysium being intensely flushed… he needs to get over himself by the time he gets to class? this is the worst. ]
thorns has to go back up the elevator, and he has to share it with an old lady who is clearly judging him for wearing his sleep clothes outside. he tries not to make eye contact as she makes passive aggressive comments about the youth. thank god they live on different floors. ]
it's also pretty funny how much animosity they keep getting from old people. elysium's life is terrible for a different reason at the moment, and he's back to the old pen and paper when he realises he is laptopless… hell.
as with all things, this gets better with time? or at least it should? ]
thorns goes to campus earlier than he would have. he has brought elysium laptop with him even though he has no idea if he will still need it by this point in time. he texts elysium a single question mark and nothing else. ]
[ something about seeing thorns outside of hours they aren't used to is exciting now?
there is the shame from the morning but he is also just touched…
he exits the business building and just waves like an insane person. everyone thinks this is too much energy to be showing on a school campus; he needs to relax. ]
[ thorns waves back, not as energetically but that really is to be expected.
the vibe here is so different there are students in poorly fitted suits wandering around...why do they never get something that fits properly... anyway. thorns hold up the laptop bag. ]
[ they are broke college students not ready to go into debt further debt for a suit… stop judging them!!!!
but elysium clearly couldn't care less about decorum despite looking the part. thorns mentioned wanting to show off? they're showing off. people to the side are blatantly staring, whispering among themselves.
if anything, it only seems to make him stronger!! the pda buff!!
without actually taking the bag from thorns, he slips his hand over, fingers curling around the same handle. ]
[ only half an hour... granted, normally thorns wouldn't even be on campus yet, he's only here already to give elysium his damn laptop. this is better than nothing. ]
there is the realisation that thorns is here much earlier than he would be…
he takes a moment to consider their options then tugs thorns along. people are whispering wondering if they're dating…?? elysium does too much on campus. ]
I'll take you to one of my favourite places. C'mon.
[ away from prying eyes! they end up at a quiet spot behind the business building, where the trees cast long, dappled shadows and the hum of campus fades into a distant murmur.
a bench sits half-hidden beneath an overhang of ivy; it's peaceful, private, and perfect for disappearing from the world awhile. ]
… No one here really wants to get their clothes dirtied by overgrowth. But I don't think it's that bad? Here.
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on the bright side, he finally gets another day of real rest, if only because he's thoroughly exhausted both from the events from the night before and running in near empty.
he wakes up late enough that thorns probably hears him scrambling around before leaving. this is how he misses a gym day… awful. ]
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thorns peeks out of his room to watch him run around. ]
Morning.
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he looks as if he's been caught doing something scandalous. he was. ]
—There's breakfast for you on the counter! Morning! See you later!
[ RUNS
leaves his laptop bag behind. oops. why is doing the same things he'd done before more embarassing now? maybe because it makes him think about how obvious he's been this entire time… ]
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he waits a moment to see if elysium is going to come back. when he does not, he grabs the bag, puts on his shoes and starts heading out to the elevator. he is still in his jammies... ]
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is this going to be a dramatic chase scene because unless it is elysium is scurrying away so fast. he has so much shame. ]
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is he going to have to watch elysium drive away..... ]
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yes. everything that can go wrong should go wrong. thorns is at least rewarded(?) with the sight of elysium being intensely flushed… he needs to get over himself by the time he gets to class? this is the worst. ]
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thorns has to go back up the elevator, and he has to share it with an old lady who is clearly judging him for wearing his sleep clothes outside. he tries not to make eye contact as she makes passive aggressive comments about the youth. thank god they live on different floors. ]
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it's also pretty funny how much animosity they keep getting from old people. elysium's life is terrible for a different reason at the moment, and he's back to the old pen and paper when he realises he is laptopless… hell.
as with all things, this gets better with time? or at least it should? ]
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thorns goes to campus earlier than he would have. he has brought elysium laptop with him even though he has no idea if he will still need it by this point in time. he texts elysium a single question mark and nothing else. ]
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[ texts thorns back a question mark.
but he is a little more useful than that, so— ]
Was there something wrong with the food?
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You forgot your laptop.
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well, that's less important. ]
Oh. Yeah. Had to borrow some stuff from people to get by. It happens.
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I have it.
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I'm surprised you noticed. Where are you?
[ he made such a spectacle in the morning it'd be more of a surprise if something didn't go wrong… ]
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Near the business building.
Go outside.
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there is the shame from the morning but he is also just touched…
he exits the business building and just waves like an insane person. everyone thinks this is too much energy to be showing on a school campus; he needs to relax. ]
Thorns—!!
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the vibe here is so different there are students in poorly fitted suits wandering around...why do they never get something that fits properly... anyway. thorns hold up the laptop bag. ]
Hey.
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but elysium clearly couldn't care less about decorum despite looking the part. thorns mentioned wanting to show off? they're showing off. people to the side are blatantly staring, whispering among themselves.
if anything, it only seems to make him stronger!! the pda buff!!
without actually taking the bag from thorns, he slips his hand over, fingers curling around the same handle. ]
Hi. When's your next class?
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[ he is looking at their hands... wow. they're touching. this shyness is such a difference from the other thread where they will bang outside. ]
Want to hang out?
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I have half an hour.
[ gently… lowers their hands… they need both their arm strength for this stupid bag, apparently. ]
What do you usually do with your time in between?
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I go to the lab or nap.
[ unsurprising. ]
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there is the realisation that thorns is here much earlier than he would be…
he takes a moment to consider their options then tugs thorns along. people are whispering wondering if they're dating…?? elysium does too much on campus. ]
I'll take you to one of my favourite places. C'mon.
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Is it the spot you mentioned before?
[ they're already sharing favorite places with each other? they're progressing so fast!! ]
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everyone has to network… ]
No. It'll be somewhere you can rest.
[ away from prying eyes! they end up at a quiet spot behind the business building, where the trees cast long, dappled shadows and the hum of campus fades into a distant murmur.
a bench sits half-hidden beneath an overhang of ivy; it's peaceful, private, and perfect for disappearing from the world awhile. ]
… No one here really wants to get their clothes dirtied by overgrowth. But I don't think it's that bad? Here.
[ he sits first and pats his lap. lap pillow… ]
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