" it's cold as balls outside, so i'm inviting all of you to raihan's apartment. " @labudon
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" it's cold as balls outside, so i'm inviting all of you to raihan's apartment. " @labudon
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'' hey nic, you should totally listen to this jam '' he says as he hands her an earbud. you may have guessed it already, it's bardcore.
-- @labudon
“Huh? Oh okay.” He did offer to hang out with her today. So while they had a little bit of down time between activities and him playing tour guide for her...he’s offering music. Which is nice. They should explore each other’s music. She can take her music out later and play some for him. But first, his. Taking one of his earbuds, she makes him lean down just a little so it can actually reach without tearing the cord.
When she sticks it in and listens, she just gives Raihan the most blank look. The kind of look when one has lost faith in a person, but lacks the energy to express their disappointment.
He’s been sending her popular songs done in bardcore style for DAYS now. He won’t let up. And here she had actually thought he had music to share with her. Well, Nicole is petty and won’t let him win. She’ll listen to the WHOLE song. And then she can attempt to beat his ass afterwards. He’s much larger than her by every form, as big as the dragons he so loves to train. However it’s not going to stop her. She WILL have her vengeance.
“--I hope ya know this means war, Dragon Boy.”
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he could have easily send a corviknight to return the item to leon. there was no need for go to his hometown to just return it back to him. he could just say he was in the neighborhood but that wouldn't be entirely true now would it? what he didn't expect was to be greeted by leon's mother and be invited in. apparently hop and leon were out to get food (something about a barbecue) and they would return shortly. against better knowing raihan decided to wait in leon's room, smirking to himself as it is exactly as he imagined it to be. raihan cannot remember how long he waited (but he knows it was long) before he ended up falling asleep on the other's bed.
laughter from downstairs and the sound of the front door shutting herald leon and his brother's return home from the store. not too long after, there are footsteps headed up the stairs. heavy ones, not belonging to a child. so that must be leon. the door to his room cracks open at first— then parts completely, his form silhouetted in the light coming from the hallway. the champ's got a bag in his hand; undoubtedly full of snacks he'd selfishly gotten for himself to sate munchies whenever he smoked alone. what he wasn't expecting, however, was to find raihan, of all people, in his bed.
he hesitates. what was raihan doing here? but then his question is answered, when he sees his keys on the bed beside him. the ditz must have left them in hammerlocke after their match. he hadn't even noticed, since his mum let him in both times he'd come home that day. raihan must have came to return them, all this way. leon feels warm and fuzzy. disturbing the gym leader is the last thing that leon wants to do. so instead, he sets the bag he brought with him down quietly, and begins to remove raihan's shoes. once that's done, he gently takes the other man's legs and lifts them, so that he can get him beneath the blankets on his bed.
after raihan is sufficiently tucked in, leon takes a step back. somehow, he'd managed to do all that without awakening him ( although he'd had a lot of practice doing the same for hop, admittedly ). he should rest much more comfortably, now that he's actually in the bed as opposed to being on it. ' gracias, ' he mouths to his old friend, before turning his lamp off and quietly closing the door, mindful of not making it creak. he heads downstairs to rejoin his family, for now. it's early in the evening, after all, and his father was outside with the grill. depending on how late raihan slept, leon planned to make sure some food was saved for him if he couldn't join up.
@labudon / starter call.
Words echoed into her head, like a siren calling out to demand some distraction before it breaks apart. Hues centered around a familiar face who seem...distressed? Hard to say with the other’s usually confident demeanor. Maybe something troubled him intently or the ASSISTANT grew too worried over nothing. A bad habit to possess but a long friend is worth being concerned, no matter what work threw its way in her life. She nods silently before approaching him with a gentle wave. A smile appears though speaks nothing at the moment. Heart practically beats nervously to say, not without his own words to ease the tension. Yet things were different------BAD SONIA, STAY OUT OF THE PAST! She tried scrambling about those thoughts, tucking them away where they belonged. Fingers began twirling around ginger locks almost contemplating about what to utter out. Finally the silence was broken.
“ Say, Raihan...have you been well? It’s been months since we last seen each other. Care for some coffee later? ”
labudon a réagi à votre billet : Come on, tell Santa Leon what you want for...
“ a dragon ”
“You mean another dragon? You already have plenty of those.”