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“Yeah?” Evan looked at the other after he read the note. “Maybe because it’s like 4 am, that would make sense.” He chuckled, rubbing his eyes. “Why are you up so late?”
Austin smiled lightly and nodded as he ran a hand through his hair. ‘I have nightmares, so I decided to avoid them by not sleeping’ He wrote, turning the pad around again.
Evan smiled gratefully and sat down on the oppsite side of the sofa, leaning his head back and letting out a groan. “I’m so tired. I don’t think I’ve ever been this tired.”
Austin looked over at him, biting down on his lip with a frown. ‘I know the feeling’ He scrawled down before turning the pad round so that the other male could read it.
Evan slowly walked into the room, noticiong someone else there. He walked over and realized it was an unfamiliar face. “Do you mind if I sit?” He asked carefully, standing beside the sofa.
Austin flinched at the sudden sound before shaking his head slowly and gesturing to the seat as he shifted further into the corner.
He turned to look upon the male, a devilish smirk etched upon his face. “You’re doing it again. You’re practically begging for me to stay and continue terrorizing you. I’m truly honored.” He rolled his eyes, perching himself to sit beside him. “So what shall we do? We can tear your books apart, perhaps we could kill some nurses. Hell, I’ll even place all the blame on you, because I’m kind.”
Austin uncrossed his legs, setting them down naturally before biting the inside of his bottom lip. “I-I’m n-no-ot” He murmured, raising one hand to push it through his hair as he looked back down, focusing his gaze on anything but the other male sitting next to him. “N-No...” Was all he uttered.
He was quick to throw the item over his shoulder, allowing it to hit the floor with an idle thud. “You’re practically sitting there, asking for someone to mess with your mind. Your stuttering is a form of weakness and your posture screams insecurity. I almost pity you, but I’m incapable of such favor.”
Austin scrunched up his nose and frowned, looking over at where his pad had landed. “N-No I-I’m n-no-ot... J-Jus-st l-leav-ve m-me a-al-lon-ne” He spoke almost inaudibly as he shook his head once again, refusing to believe what this stranger believed of him.
Ace was looking for trouble, such things becoming the usual pass time for the psychopath. An encounter with a mute would always serve to be entertaining, at the best of times. And so, he walked closer to the other male whose face seemed to be buried in the pages of a notebook. He was quick to snatch the book from the others hands, flicking through the pages. “I’m disappointed. There’s no murderous plans in here.”
Austin emitted a noise of distress before shrinking back into the seat and frowning, shaking his head. “G-Giv-ve i-it b-bac-ck... P-Pl-leas-se” He murmured whilst shifting in his seat as he sat there uncomfortably, playing with his hands before glancing up at the other male.
He bowed his head at the others response, holding his hands between his legs. “So is there a reason you don’t want to sleep, or are you one of those who see sleep as ‘weakness’?”
Austin frowned at his question, shaking his head before writing down his answer. ‘I have really bad nightmares... Not sleeping is better because I don’t have to go through them every night’
He wore yet another smile in wake of the response written, slowly shifting himself so as to sit beside the other male. “I’m Killian, by the way. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Austin crinkled up his nose before smiling lightly. ‘I’m Austin, it’s nice to meet you too’ He presented the pad to the other, uncrossing his legs as he glanced up at him.
His tongue skimmed over his bottom lip as he read the next reply, his brows furrowed. “Do you mind if I sit next to you?” He questioned, his thumbs twiddling together nervously.
‘No, not at all’ Austin wrote quickly before he shook his head again and gestured to the seat next to him as he shifted slightly.
Killian leaned forward so as to set his eyes upon the page containing the response, raising an eyebrow as his gaze fell upon the male once more. “Perhaps you should take a nap. It might be good for you.” He stated, shrugging his shoulders.
Austin shook his head vigorously as he frowned, glancing up at the man. ‘No, I’m fine, I don’t want to sleep’ He wrote, showing it to the other as he bit the inside of his bottom lip.
Killian, raring to meet new people to further spend his stay with, wondered in the common room. Experience dictated that most peaceful people would linger in such a room, and such a person caught his eye almost immediately. He hesitantly walked closer, flashing a small smile. “Sleepy?”
Austin flinched, unaware that anyone had approached him before glancing up at the other male and nodding briefly. ‘Yeah, just a tad’ He wrote on a new page in his pad before turning it round so that the other could read it.
Austin sat cross-legged on the sofa, lack of sleep catching up to him as he caught himself dozing off several times. Huffing, he shook his head and frowned as he tried to focus on the sketching in his notebook.
Geneviève stared at the boy for a moment, trying to personally move past his stammer. It was sure to bother her eventually. “That’s disgusting. I really think you should get rid of it.” She was genuinely worried it’s fleas would soon find her way into her hair.
Austin pouted momentarily before moving his hand to stroke the puppy gently. "N-No.. I-I'm n-no-ot g-goi-in-ng t-to g-ge-et r-rid o-of h-her!"
Ava sits up lazily on one elbow, raising an eyebrow at the dog as she smiles in her half hazed drug induced state. “Puppy..” she breathes.
Austin glanced over at the female before nodding and smiling briefly. "S-She w-wa-as j-jus-st i-in t-the g-gar-rd-den"
"I-I f-foun-nd a-a d-d-o-og!"
Dexter sat down on the couch someone. He hadn’t quite realized, or cared, who it was. He was having a bad weekend and his day had been going quite miserable. He felt he would soon relapse into behaviors if he didn’t find some other way to cope. He looked at the person next to him and made eye contact.
"Sorry," he turned away quickly.
Austin glanced at the male before shaking his head and picking up his whiteboard and pen. 'It's fine, don't worry about it.. Are you okay? You look upset' He wrote before turning the board towards him so he could read it.
"True, true. They don’t really give a flying fuck about any of us do they?" Helena asked, though it was slightly rhetorical.
'I learnt from the beginning to not rely on anyone, there's no point anymore' Austin wrote, glancing over at her with a frown.
