o shit whaddup? (closed starter for dat boi)
(Read: Takeo)
Hugo had been feeling a bit tentative since the trial. Naturally, it was a bit nerve-wracking to be around so many potentially dangerous people, so he was being cautious. He was still trying to keep up with the lives of his classmates though. He’d been speaking to them, and making sure everyone was staying alright.
He really hoped everyone was alright.
Hugo had gone to the storage room after the trial to pick up some things he felt it would be a good idea to grab, and he had them with him now. He had a notepad tucked under his arm and a pen behind his ear. Since he was confident that no one besides Madoka really spoke sign language, he’d just have to use this writing to communicate with the other students. He had been using it for doodles too, mostly of the robots and various sci-fi gadgets he was always reading about.
Hugo made his way into the lounge and took a seat on the sofa. He twisted around in his seat to try and take a look at the fireplace behind him, and watch the crackling flames. He turned his entire body around, until he had his knees on the couch, and he was leaning over the back to peer into it. It was entrancing.