@praxnimis // closed .
thick scent of heavy incense hangs in the air , plumes of sweet smoke curling playfully ‘round ears , tickling nose ; a soft , ( notably foreign ) tune slips joyfully from pleasantly curled lips , delicate fingers securing the last of a perhaps absurd number of decor to the wall . pleased with the work accomplished , howell makes to step down from perch taken atop one of the two school issued desks ━━
the door swings inward just as he’s sinking into a crouch ; a blink of surprise , brilliant ceruleans sweep over newcomer : a pretty young man approximately his own age . howell’s features pinch momentarily , soured by a rush of jealousy ; A NATURAL BLONDE ? SERIOUSLY ? the gods are so cruel . a warm smile quickly overtakes expression , feet smoothly finding the floor . he strides forward , offers a heavily ring adorned hand , ❛ ah ! hello there ! come in , come in ! ! you’re the roommate , yes ? mine , that is . i’ve looked forward to meeting you ! what’s your name ? ah ━ rude of me ! i’m howell jenkins , by the way . ❜