@lucetestellae liked this for a starter. | Kouki
✧₊⁺ Time. A nebulous concept when your attention span is squirrely at best, or so hopelessly engrossed in a task that all else is a blur. Patience was a virtue that he lacked on a good day. But when so much time is spent sitting around, waiting on others... it becomes a source of annoyance. Whole day plans wasted on promises that might fall through. Hours could've been spent elsewhere, anywhere but the cramped confines of "home". Yet here he was... spending the day in a way he hated... waiting for his adoptive mother or one of her assistants to come babysit.
The boy lethargically rose from his prone position on the couch as he heard the door tumblers turn. In his mind, being lumped together with that green-haired dork for another dull afternoon seemed the most likely. He could practically hear her voice already.
But a single glimpse at the figure beyond put the kibosh on that.
"You're back. Finally. Where the hell have you been? It's been, like... weeks... I think..."














