★ 𝐈𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘. it's irrelevant to the very real fact that he is a foot or two behind stu now on the other side of an aisle, but if pressed 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚 𝙙𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 , jasper would have to relay a story of figuring out that the other attended university on campus and his suspicions of who that someone is, which he has come here to confirm with his best go at reconnaissance . the better part of an half hour has been dwindled away following stu here, watching him stroll through shelves of books for whatever it was he was looking for and mercifully, stopping in one place. jasper had grabbed the nearest thing to himself, a thick index on species of fungi native to washington state, and made his way up the aisle to parallel him. he can almost make out the other's student identification card, but it's a wash, the laminated rectangle too obscured. he goes with a sudden idea, a riskier but more clean cut approach ; he's come too far to turn back now, and if the rules have to bend, then they just have to bend.
" it's stu, right ? " his calm exterior not betraying the way his heart hammers against the cage of his chest in the slightest as he peers at the other inquisitively over his book as though he's just faintly recognized him from somewhere. " michael. we have english lit together. "
@stuprise / 𝚂𝚃𝚄 !
