projectroxas | (no subject)

Damn straight.

. . . ah.

How was university?

[ snorts & cranes his head upward to look at albert, gives him a cocky grin. ]

As awesome as I said it'd be.

. . . and living alone?

Eh. Not as great as people make it out to be, but hell, it still felt great being on your own two feet.

[ tilts his head again, smile taking on a wry edge. ]

I see. Just back for the summer, then?

Yep. Thought about summer classes, but that ain't very nice to sis or N, eh?

[ inclines his head in habit, in agreement, despite knowing that damon cannot see the movement. another pat to the head. ]

Mm.

Guess it ain't too nice to anyone. [ rises to his feet as soon as the the touches stop, watching albert's expression carefully. ]

So. I'm goin' back for another year.

[ chuckles quietly. ]

Yes. I am aware that your program requires at least four years.

[ rolls eyes, but grins anyway. ]

Oh. Fucking finally. Progress! Or something.

[ lips twitch into another smile before he rises to his feet. ]

Forgive me. [ leans down to give damon a kiss to the forehead. ]

[ scowls & shoves at albert half-heartedly, though his expression shifts into something unreadable. ]

The hell?! Ain't five anymore, so stop doin' that, it's gross!

You wound me.

AS IF, YOU BASTARD.

. . . [ turns his face away to the side as his shoulders shake in brief amusement, much to damon's chagrin. manages to regain his composure shortly after, though the traces of his mirth still remain. ]

You've eaten? Told the others that you've returned?

Ass. But yeah, I did.

[ then draws out something from the pocket of his hoodie -- a small apple, washed & in all its shiny glory -- & hands it over. ]

Here.

[ blinks at it slowly. ]

Ah?

Breakfast. Lunch. Food? Fuck, dunno. Just grabbed whatever's edible.

[ places the apple down on top of the book resting on his chair. ]

Thank you.

[ rolls eyes again. ]

Yeah, yeah, I get the hint. Jesus. [ voice drops into a barely audible mumble. ] Seriously, what kinda phobia is this anyway?

[ considering silence & then his voice kept light: ]

Mm. A character flaw, perhaps.