changingcastor:
“Babysit me? What makes you think I’d need that? I doubt you’d be able to control me anyway.” Not bothering to make eye contact, Castor scanned the lecture hall. Eyes falling on strangers - none of which remotely caught his eyes.”Yeah, but what’s the fun in that? I never said I liked to be alone. The internet is far overrated anyway.” Lips curving into a mischevious smirk, the male couldn’t help the tooth filled grin that followed. “Inconvenienced? Why that’s not it at all. I clearly don’t care about a lack of smoke breaks. I’ll smoke whenever or wherever I please.” Continuing to keep from making eye contact, the dark-haired male, flicked his cigarette in the other’s direction.
he doesn’t flinch away from the cigarette ash flicked towards him. the patronizing irritates him, but he refuses to allow the other the satisfaction of knowing that. the water sprite narrowed his gaze minutely at the other, before rolling eyes with a soft sigh. “ and i’m certain you dazzle everyone with that shining personality of yours. ” sören sighed as he turned his attention back down to his notebook, brushing the stray ashes away from him with the corners. he wonders what’s the point of all the bad boy pageantry, but he tells himself he doesn’t care enough to put anymore thought into it. “ well then, suit yourself. just don’t use me as your personal ashtray. ”









