"Can I stay over tonight, Miss Yang? I kind of had a bad day."
âI guess you could, but, ah..just donât cause any trouble or whatever, I guess.â
Earl, by the noise of the game Yang is playing and the feeling in his gut to tell him to wake up, having some sleep and some fresh recycling of his mind, slowly opens his eyes, rub the sand off of them, and silently yawn covering his mouth. Surprisingly enough, he looks at the blond and starts to feel the âthirstââŠ! âYang⊠I feel really warm, and dry, and I donât know why⊠Like I just feel for something, and it ainât waterâŠ!â The short Olympian sits up on the couch and opens up the collar of his shirt a bit. ââŠI do have to say, you look really fine, Yang, even while playing an game.â
Yang pauses, as she hears him getting up a hand pressing the pause button upon her game before she ended up getting killed hand having to start all over, which is a thing that she really didnât need at the moment, to be honest. It had taken her way too long to even get to this point, there was no way she was going to die because of her own carelessness and inability to simply tap a button. She shifts her scroll slightly in her hands as she tries to completely get the type of compliments he was throwing her way, though once she had, her brows furrowed as she looked towards him. âThatâs...weird to be sayinâ to someone who barely even knows you.â Of course, itâs not like she had to worry about it, she had her gauntlets and her rage on her side of she ever needed them.











