"I am no implying anything, i was walking normally and, out
of nowhere, you bumped into me, so obviously, not my fault "
She took a deep breath trying to not get even more annoyed than she
already was Calm ,Wen, calm
"Also, i said sorry, if you didn't hear me is no fault of mine
eather, you might want to get that checked out yourself !" Anwen
exclaimed at the person in front of them coming out more
aggressively than she ever intended to
Seara's eyes flashed. Suddenly, they shoved her backwards and
readied a fist. "You want to fight? I can prove there's
nothing wrong with my hearing if you want."
"For what?" Alexander cocked his head to the side. "You weren't the
one who beat me around the head, were you?"
Priya, who had been hiding in the corner of the room, jumped. She
glanced between them, anxiously.
"E-Er-" Adrik's face had become redder if that was possible. "I-I
think you're mistaken-"
to be aesthetic or not to be aesthetic
that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
Seara glared at Anwen, their ocean-blue eyes flinting. "You think
you're so cool," they hissed. "You think your smooth words make you
so much better than me."
Adrik groaned. "Did everybody hear?"
"You're crying," he pointed out. His face shifted slowly. "Is it
because of me?"
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that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
There was a bit of a glitter in his eyes at that. He reached out to
touch her back-
But Priya intercepted it, and lay it down flat on the bed. "It's
late." She giggled nervously. "We should all... get to bed. We have
class tomorrow." She avoided their gazes and pulled Alexander's
sheets up. "Sleep..."
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that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
"I don't think he should. It won't be safe for him. This room is
easier to guard." Priya gave the sheets one last pat. Alexander
watched her every movement with hooded blue eyes. "And in any case,
being in the dorm... would be too easy for them to finish him
off."
"But..." Adrik couldn't reply. He thought for a few minutes. At
last, he tried again. "But... why?"
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that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
"Well, I was going to check out that-"
As soon as Eclipse spotted Anwen, he darted around the corner. He
peeked cautiously around the wall, watching the fight with a
curious look. His head was starting to pound with all the swirling
emotions happening, and his natural instinct told him to go
interfere, to try and calm them down. But he pushed those instincts
down, just for a bit. It would be entertaining to see what would
happen. If it starts to get physical, well. . . We'll cross that bridge
when we get there.