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"Um, excuse me. You look like you know what the heck is going on. Let's be friends." He offered the blond half of his chocolate bar. - for taoqidetuzi
āNo thanks, Iām goodā He politely declined. He wasnāt going to accept food from strangers, even if they seem amiable. He noticed that something about him felt strange but couldnāt point what.
āAre you perhaps lost, do you need directions?ā
@taoqidetuzi
He laughed.Ā āLost, dreaming, crazy? Who knows. Certainly not me. I sort of need help withā¦everything.ā He said around his chocolate. His hair was long and tied back with red ribbon, and he wore a too big sweatshirt that readĀ āsounds gay, Iām inā and jeans with untied converse and a big, amused smile.Ā
āEverything?ā
What does that even mean, he wondered. Still he would feel bad if he left him all alone, he clearly looked lost even if he wouldnāt admit it.
He let out a sigh. āOkay, come with me. My nameās Bjornā
āNice to meet you Bjorn, Iām ⦠well, Iām ⦠Iām not sure at the moment, just call me Wei Wuxian.āĀ
He took his hand and walked a few streets until he got to the coffee shop he usually goes to. Maybe heāll feel better after he eats something, he thought.
āOrder whatever you like, itās on meā
They sat near the window and Bjorn gave him the menu to Wei Wuxian.
He stared at it thoughtfully for a long time. ā..hmmā¦..itās as I thoughtā¦ā He grinned at Bjorn. āIāve no idea what any of this means.ā He laughed. āWhat weird food, donāt let me pick or Iāll have one of everything!ā
Bjorn felt the color drain from his face. He took the menu from Wei Wuxianās hands.
āFine, Iāll choose something for youā He chuckled nervously. He stood up and went to order, leaving his fur coat hanging in his seat. He ordered a latte for himself and slice of carrot cake and a chocolate for Wei Wuxian.
āSo whatās the last thing you remember, huh?ā He asked him when he came back,waiting for their order. He wanted to help him, but he was honestly getting more and more confused by him.
āMmmm this place smells so good.ā He sat half out of his chair and smiling. āThe last thing I rememberā¦. hmmā¦ā¦..ā he scratched his head as he thought back. āI think I was playing the flute.ā
Their food arrived while he listened to Wei Wuxian. He just kept surprising him.
āPlaying the fluteā¦I seeā He took a sip of his coffee and poured a cube on sugar on it, it wasnāt sweet enough.
āAndā¦do you have any relatives or friends you can-uhhmm call?ā
āMmm I tried calling for them, but I couldnāt find them. It would be a wonder if they could hear me over all this noise anyway.ā He waved his hand dismissively. āThank you for the food!ā He said around the carrot cake already halfway in his mouth whole.
āNo problem. You sure areā¦one of a kindā He continued to drink his coffee, questioning what to do with him, he had more questions than answers.
āI guess you leave me no other choice thenā He sighed, more to himself than Wei Wuxian.
āThat sounded ominous!ā He laughed nervously. He tried the hit chocolate next.
āAaah the food here is so good. Itās so sweet I feel like Iām sipping the nectar of the gods!ā
"I'm glad you liked it" Bjorn gave him a small smile before finishing his coffee.
"I was just thinking in taking you home with me, I mean, if you don't mind"
"Um, excuse me. You look like you know what the heck is going on. Let's be friends." He offered the blond half of his chocolate bar. - for taoqidetuzi
āNo thanks, Iām goodā He politely declined. He wasnāt going to accept food from strangers, even if they seem amiable. He noticed that something about him felt strange but couldnāt point what.
āAre you perhaps lost, do you need directions?ā
@taoqidetuzi
He laughed.Ā āLost, dreaming, crazy? Who knows. Certainly not me. I sort of need help withā¦everything.ā He said around his chocolate. His hair was long and tied back with red ribbon, and he wore a too big sweatshirt that readĀ āsounds gay, Iām inā and jeans with untied converse and a big, amused smile.Ā
āEverything?ā
What does that even mean, he wondered. Still he would feel bad if he left him all alone, he clearly looked lost even if he wouldnāt admit it.
He let out a sigh. āOkay, come with me. My nameās Bjornā
āNice to meet you Bjorn, Iām ⦠well, Iām ⦠Iām not sure at the moment, just call me Wei Wuxian.āĀ
He took his hand and walked a few streets until he got to the coffee shop he usually goes to. Maybe heāll feel better after he eats something, he thought.
āOrder whatever you like, itās on meā
They sat near the window and Bjorn gave him the menu to Wei Wuxian.
He stared at it thoughtfully for a long time. ā..hmmā¦..itās as I thoughtā¦ā He grinned at Bjorn. āIāve no idea what any of this means.ā He laughed. āWhat weird food, donāt let me pick or Iāll have one of everything!ā
Bjorn felt the color drain from his face. He took the menu from Wei Wuxianās hands.
āFine, Iāll choose something for youā He chuckled nervously. He stood up and went to order, leaving his fur coat hanging in his seat. He ordered a latte for himself and slice of carrot cake and a chocolate for Wei Wuxian.
āSo whatās the last thing you remember, huh?ā He asked him when he came back,waiting for their order. He wanted to help him, but he was honestly getting more and more confused by him.
āMmmm this place smells so good.ā He sat half out of his chair and smiling. āThe last thing I rememberā¦. hmmā¦ā¦..ā he scratched his head as he thought back. āI think I was playing the flute.ā
Their food arrived while he listened to Wei Wuxian. He just kept surprising him.
āPlaying the fluteā¦I seeā He took a sip of his coffee and poured a cube on sugar on it, it wasnāt sweet enough.
āAndā¦do you have any relatives or friends you can-uhhmm call?ā
āMmm I tried calling for them, but I couldnāt find them. It would be a wonder if they could hear me over all this noise anyway.ā He waved his hand dismissively. āThank you for the food!ā He said around the carrot cake already halfway in his mouth whole.
"No problem. You sure are...one of a kind" He continued to drink his coffee, questioning what to do with him, he had more questions than answers.
"I guess you leave me no other choice then" He sighed, more to himself than Wei Wuxian.
"Um, excuse me. You look like you know what the heck is going on. Let's be friends." He offered the blond half of his chocolate bar. - for taoqidetuzi
āNo thanks, Iām goodā He politely declined. He wasnāt going to accept food from strangers, even if they seem amiable. He noticed that something about him felt strange but couldnāt point what.
āAre you perhaps lost, do you need directions?ā
@taoqidetuzi
He laughed.Ā āLost, dreaming, crazy? Who knows. Certainly not me. I sort of need help withā¦everything.ā He said around his chocolate. His hair was long and tied back with red ribbon, and he wore a too big sweatshirt that readĀ āsounds gay, Iām inā and jeans with untied converse and a big, amused smile.Ā
āEverything?ā
What does that even mean, he wondered. Still he would feel bad if he left him all alone, he clearly looked lost even if he wouldnāt admit it.
He let out a sigh. āOkay, come with me. My nameās Bjornā
āNice to meet you Bjorn, Iām ⦠well, Iām ⦠Iām not sure at the moment, just call me Wei Wuxian.āĀ
He took his hand and walked a few streets until he got to the coffee shop he usually goes to. Maybe heāll feel better after he eats something, he thought.
āOrder whatever you like, itās on meā
They sat near the window and Bjorn gave him the menu to Wei Wuxian.
He stared at it thoughtfully for a long time. ā..hmmā¦..itās as I thoughtā¦ā He grinned at Bjorn. āIāve no idea what any of this means.ā He laughed. āWhat weird food, donāt let me pick or Iāll have one of everything!ā
Bjorn felt the color drain from his face. He took the menu from Wei Wuxianās hands.
āFine, Iāll choose something for youā He chuckled nervously. He stood up and went to order, leaving his fur coat hanging in his seat. He ordered a latte for himself and slice of carrot cake and a chocolate for Wei Wuxian.
āSo whatās the last thing you remember, huh?ā He asked him when he came back,waiting for their order. He wanted to help him, but he was honestly getting more and more confused by him.
āMmmm this place smells so good.ā He sat half out of his chair and smiling. āThe last thing I rememberā¦. hmmā¦ā¦..ā he scratched his head as he thought back. āI think I was playing the flute.ā
Their food arrived while he listened to Wei Wuxian. He just kept surprising him.
"Playing the flute...I see" He took a sip of his coffee and poured a cube on sugar on it, it wasn't sweet enough.
"And...do you have any relatives or friends you can-uhhmm call?"
"Um, excuse me. You look like you know what the heck is going on. Let's be friends." He offered the blond half of his chocolate bar. - for taoqidetuzi
āNo thanks, Iām goodā He politely declined. He wasnāt going to accept food from strangers, even if they seem amiable. He noticed that something about him felt strange but couldnāt point what.
āAre you perhaps lost, do you need directions?ā
@taoqidetuzi
He laughed.Ā āLost, dreaming, crazy? Who knows. Certainly not me. I sort of need help withā¦everything.ā He said around his chocolate. His hair was long and tied back with red ribbon, and he wore a too big sweatshirt that readĀ āsounds gay, Iām inā and jeans with untied converse and a big, amused smile.Ā
āEverything?ā
What does that even mean, he wondered. Still he would feel bad if he left him all alone, he clearly looked lost even if he wouldnāt admit it.
He let out a sigh. āOkay, come with me. My nameās Bjornā
āNice to meet you Bjorn, Iām ⦠well, Iām ⦠Iām not sure at the moment, just call me Wei Wuxian.āĀ
He took his hand and walked a few streets until he got to the coffee shop he usually goes to. Maybe heāll feel better after he eats something, he thought.
āOrder whatever you like, itās on meā
They sat near the window and Bjorn gave him the menu to Wei Wuxian.
He stared at it thoughtfully for a long time. ā..hmmā¦..itās as I thoughtā¦ā He grinned at Bjorn. āIāve no idea what any of this means.ā He laughed. āWhat weird food, donāt let me pick or Iāll have one of everything!ā
Bjorn felt the color drain from his face. He took the menu from Wei Wuxian's hands.
"Fine, I'll choose something for you" He chuckled nervously. He stood up and went to order, leaving his fur coat hanging in his seat. He ordered a latte for himself and slice of carrot cake and a chocolate for Wei Wuxian.
"So what's the last thing you remember, huh?" He asked him when he came back,waiting for their order. He wanted to help him, but he was honestly getting more and more confused by him.
"Um, excuse me. You look like you know what the heck is going on. Let's be friends." He offered the blond half of his chocolate bar. - for taoqidetuzi
āNo thanks, Iām goodā He politely declined. He wasnāt going to accept food from strangers, even if they seem amiable. He noticed that something about him felt strange but couldnāt point what.
āAre you perhaps lost, do you need directions?ā
@taoqidetuzi
He laughed.Ā āLost, dreaming, crazy? Who knows. Certainly not me. I sort of need help withā¦everything.ā He said around his chocolate. His hair was long and tied back with red ribbon, and he wore a too big sweatshirt that readĀ āsounds gay, Iām inā and jeans with untied converse and a big, amused smile.Ā
āEverything?ā
What does that even mean, he wondered. Still he would feel bad if he left him all alone, he clearly looked lost even if he wouldnāt admit it.
He let out a sigh. āOkay, come with me. My nameās Bjornā
āNice to meet you Bjorn, Iām ⦠well, Iām ⦠Iām not sure at the moment, just call me Wei Wuxian.āĀ
He took his hand and walked a few streets until he got to the coffee shop he usually goes to. Maybe he'll feel better after he eats something, he thought.
"Order whatever you like, it's on me"
They sat near the window and Bjorn gave him the menu to Wei Wuxian.
"Um, excuse me. You look like you know what the heck is going on. Let's be friends." He offered the blond half of his chocolate bar. - for taoqidetuzi
āNo thanks, Iām goodā He politely declined. He wasnāt going to accept food from strangers, even if they seem amiable. He noticed that something about him felt strange but couldnāt point what.
āAre you perhaps lost, do you need directions?ā
@taoqidetuzi
He laughed.Ā āLost, dreaming, crazy? Who knows. Certainly not me. I sort of need help withā¦everything.ā He said around his chocolate. His hair was long and tied back with red ribbon, and he wore a too big sweatshirt that readĀ āsounds gay, Iām inā and jeans with untied converse and a big, amused smile.Ā
"Everything?"
What does that even mean, he wondered. Still he would feel bad if he left him all alone, he clearly looked lost even if he wouldn't admit it.
He let out a sigh. "Okay, come with me. My name's Bjorn"
"Um, excuse me. You look like you know what the heck is going on. Let's be friends." He offered the blond half of his chocolate bar. - for taoqidetuzi
"No thanks, I'm good" He politely declined. He wasn't going to accept food from strangers, even if they seem amiable. He noticed that something about him felt strange but couldn't point what.
"Are you perhaps lost, do you need directions?"
@taoqidetuzi
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