&& with @pyreblooms.
there’s someone in that tree.
there’s someone in that tree, and hasun’s clarity of mind suggests that he’s neither drunk nor asleep, which means that this isn’t just a mutation of his usual weird dreams. but then that begs the question: why is there someone in that tree?
“uh... hello?” hasun approaches cautiously, because he’s lived in the city long enough now to know to be cautious around weird shit, especially things that happened in the dark. his eyebrows furrow into a habitual frown when he recognizes a head, torso, and limbs that belong to a human being, one that looks...stuck? hasun thinks he’s seen him around the campus before, but he can’t connect the dots between this guy being part of the collective and any possible explanation for what he’s doing, so it seems best policy to just ask: “what the hell are you doing up there?”