“Isn’t that the competition song?” Jack looked up from his homework, a complicated expression on his face.
“Suppose it is. Sorry Deuce.” He shrugged, setting down his pencil quietly.
In the background the lyrics continued to play, a distant, “Hey so beautiful~” echoing around.
“Epel’s the one you should be more worried about. It doesn’t bother me nearly as much.” Jack set his pencil down too, turning to face him with a frown.
“Don’t put your feelings down like that.” His ears were pressed flat against his hair. “Vil screwed up back then and you’re allowed to be held up about it.”
Am I? He wanted to ask. Am I really?
“Thanks.” He tells Jack. “But I’m fine. I was just surprised to hear the song. It’s been a while.”
Vil had all but beat that song into their heads. It wasn’t even that long ago but he still had nightmares about it.
Not that that was any different from anything else the other housewardens did.
That stupid song just-
The song paused for a moment, startling deuce, then it switched over to another song.
Jack skipped it.
“Oh.” Deuce didn’t know what to say. “You didn’t have to do that.”
Jack shook his head, something pinched on his face. Right. Vil and Jack were friends once weren’t they?
“It’s not my favorite song or anything.” Jack shrugged again, shoulders going up to his chin with how forceful it looked. “You good though?”
Deuce pushed his lips up as an uncomfortable feeling settled in his chest.
“I… I’m good.” he continued. “Thanks though.”
“Course’.” Jack turned back to his homework stiffly, ears still drooped. “No problem.”
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#lana del rey
#photography
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#heated rivalry