desolvism started following you !!
You knew him by the angles of his countenance and the downy locks which framed it. Words were sparse and few in between, lest they bear a notation of belittlement ‘pon your smaller stature for this or that. A friend, you deemed him to be ─ though debatable it would be if he thought the same. So oft on his own, rare the instance was that the other would initiate any discourse that did not correspond with the never ending stream of research he buried himself in. You learned quickly to leave him be most hours of the day.
Add was a fickle man; erratic and unpredictable, right down to the stride of his gait. His temperament was poor, and his sociability was anything but something credible. Harsh words flew passed paled lips sooner than a passing statement, and with your travels alongside him, this was something you came to adjust to. Still, unresponsive as he would so often be toward any genial gesture that you nor your companions would bestow ‘pon the quirky male, there would be no swaying you from your stance. However many times he would snap, you would remain just the same; a traveling companion, and a friend.
Regardless of how frustrating he became.
His name is risen with a quiet breath as you approach him, his back playing the wall between his work and the world around. A cant to your head, blond locks sway with the motion, and you press forward once more.
─ ❝ You’re still awake... ? ❞
