Stormy Weather || Eemo
So, okay, uni was a lot harder than Nemo thought it was gonna be.
Why hadn’t he realized, huh? Why had he thought it was just gonna be like Secondary, plus a sleepover every night at the dorms? When he’d imagined it, he only imagined all those good things: going to parties, eating in the quad, popping over to his mate’s rooms for impromptu hang-outs. Only... Louie split, Finn fucked off to a study abroad program for fashion, and Nemo had so much work and reading to do, he just wanted to shove all the papers into a blender and scream. A little. Haha.
And his first big essay was due on FRIDAY! And he hadn’t started!
Well. Here was a good thing, he supposed. The fellowship program had paired him up with an older magick student, who was supposed to help him out, so Nemo had texted Edric and here they were at the on-campus cafe. Nemo fidgeted a little, as he waited...then sat up straight and gave Edric a little wave when he spotted him.
“Uh-- hi! Sorry,” he blurted right away, feeling like a total dork for this. “Um, did you wanna-- get a drink or anything, maybe? I can wait if you do...”
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