@aidenxwentworth
“Can’t agree more, Si.. Wilder.” Not addressing someone with a title was a process to him, having made sure he was used to using titles as it kept him more safe usually here. Though with the claim safety was at least assured. “Definitely will when I can. Might take a few years as I do need to graduate and actually make some money to afford a trip like that.” He said as he made his way to the elevator and pressed the button. “304, alright. Eh not long, but got claimed almost instantly. Hadn’t even met her when she claimed me, but she needed someone to do her homework, so that’s what I do now.” Aiden said as the doors opened and he pulled the bags inside. “It’s cool though, got all the freedom I want and I know many don’t have a claim like that so I’m not complaining.” The doors closed , taking them up to the right floor. “What is it you’ll be doing here? Teaching I’m guessing?” He asked when they had reached the right floor and heading towards the right door. “Here we are, your new home for the time being.”
“Well, sounds like a good deal for you then, don’t have to live in the cells, and you do someone’s homework for it?” he shrugged with a chuckle. Sure it wasn’t what he thought would be the best use of resources, having someone else doing homework, but he understood that not everyone thought like him- and he was a teacher after all. When Aiden guessed that he was a teacher he gave him a half smile. “I am a teacher,” he said as he looked at him. “I’m the new improv teacher, I teach improv comedy,” he explained. “Do you mind if I ask what you’re studying?” they walked into the suite, his new home, and looked around it. “Definitely for the time being, once I can, I’m getting a place in the woods,” he decided immediately. This flat, it was- well it was nice, that was for sure, but it was not the type of place he wanted to live in. After tossing his bags to the floor he looked at Aiden. “Want to get out of here, find somewhere we can eat outside?”
