“I’m sure you’ll make it, uh, on time buddy.” Whit gave Cilan a friendly pat on the back. “I believe in you, otherwise I’d, like, just wander to class on my own and, uh, hope for the best.” He could feel Cilan losing hope. “You don’t have to, like, run, just, uh, walk very quickly. Besides, you, like, don’t want Lucy to catch you running–” He noticed the other hall monitor making his way towards them just as Cilan had. Whit put on a friendly smile as Yoichi stalked up to them.
“Well, well, if it isn’t the Zubat and Plant Boy.”
“You always have such good nicknames for people, you, like, know that Yoich?”
“Don’t even try to butter me up.” Yoichi looked at Cilan. “Well I expect this human train wreck to be wandering the halls, but you surprise me.” Whit took zero offense; he was a human train wreck. He didn’t want Cilan to get upset by Yoichi’s infamous hallway roasts, so he attempted to explain the situation after sliding in front of the other.
“Well, you see Mr. Oshiro. I don’t have my, uh, seeing eye Pokémon with me, so–”
“That’s because you don’t need one. You’re supposed to just wear your glasses.”
Whit held up a finger. “I don’t have my seeing eye Pokémon with me, so, like, Cilan is offering to, uh, walk me to class, cause, like, they changed all the lockers over the summer so I, uh, don’t know where I’m going.”
“As you, can, like, see, it’s perfectly valid for us to, uh, roam the halls at this very moment because, like, we’re trying to, uh, get to class.” At this point Whit was mostly relying on Yoichi getting irritated enough with him that he’d let them pass without saying anything. There was a moment of silence before Yoichi spoke again.
“Are you really taking him to class?”
A hesitant smile flickers across his lips at the nicknames, unsure at how to react but that quickly changed as he stared with wide eyes at Whit’s next nickname.
Though it bothered didn’t bother the recipient. Cilan, on the other hand, looked offended for the two of them, doubled at the fact that Whit was content at just letting it slide like it happened often, and he thought to speak up about it but was cut off, leaving the senior to bite back whatever scolding brewing within him. It did give him some time to review- the more he thought about it... from the neutral, almost bored, tone of the hall monitor, it wasn’t said as a way to be hurtful.
It was clear the two had moved on past name calling, even though Cilan still felt the need to address it, but he responds to Yoichi’s question with a nod and a quiet “Yes”. He continues to speak, though his volume remained low and careful.
“ It’s hard to be, er, it can be challenging to do normal things without our service pokemon. I forgot to submit paperwork so... I don’t have my Jumpluff. We really are trying to get to class! ” He pats his chest, searching for the hall pass.
“ Whit almost ran into a wall on the way,” he tries to appeal to yoichi’s pathos. “ and I couldn’t... it’s worrying? To leave him alone. And he helped with mu- my anxiety attack. Uhm, o-oh uh.”
“ Whit? ” The blood drains from his face and Cilan looks an unhealthy color. “ I ca-can’t find my hall pass. “ He casts a fearful look at Yoichi and hurriedly adds. “ That’s my fault I-I, I’m sorry, I can try to find it by retracing our steps... if that’s okay. You can give me a citation, but Whit had a valid reason for-” He remembers the glasses comment and wince. Maybe not. Now he was getting guilt sweat for no reason!
“ Ah, maybe it’s best to,” To what? He breathes in, thinking what a terrible idea this was. “ Let this... go? Once, it’s the first... day... not that big.. ofvadeal.”
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