Rutile sighs.
Holidays for her are kind of taxing, and it's not even the second day yet. Pros and cons of having a huge family with relatives constantly visiting every once in a while, I guess.
She's completely spent trying to entertain the guests and some obscure relatives she's sure she's never met before, and now she's being rewarded for her hard, grueling work with some private alone time in her room.
Which she's spending on her PC.
Rutile boots it up, grunting in frustration when the machine refuses to turn on for the second time. But it did on the third, maybe it has something to do with the saying 'third time's the charm'. Or maybe not. Regardless, Rutile's been waiting the whole day to get back at the conversation she's been having with Euclase, so needless to say — her heart's kind of doing a whole marathon in her chest.
She hastily drags the cursor over to the messaging platform she always uses to hit up her classmates and friends — both online and real life ones with, only to freeze when she can't seem to find Euclase's username anywhere in the list of chat rooms she's already opened.
Her eyebrows knit.
She frowns.
After a while of fruitless searching, Rutile opts to search up Euclase's username on the platform instead. There's a possibility that Euclase's account could've been deleted, or he'd deleted it himself, which is... out of character, or weird, to say the least. Why would his account get terminated? Euclase is the most TOS abiding user on this gosh darn platform, for fuck's sake.
Uhhh.
Rutile frowns even harder when she sees that Euclase's username isn't really gone, meaning his account wasn't terminated or deleted.
'euwuclase blocked you'
What.
Huuuuuuhhhhh??
Completely in disbelief, Rutile rubs her eyes, blinks, then clicks on Euclase's profile over and over again, but the same message appears each and every time, meaning that yes, Euclase did actually block her, but... for what reason?
They were just chatting yesterday. Rutile hasn't even said anything yet.
...
Maybe he did it by accident?
...
Whatever.
Rutile brushes it off and drags her cursor over to other chat rooms. She can always bring up the topic later to Euclase. If not by online chatting, then by face to face conversation at school when holidays are over, or... wait a minute.
She knows Euclase's address. And he knows her address.
She can send a physical mail to him! Just like the olden times before computers were a thing, and everyone started hopping onto emails — oh, wait, can't she do that too? If she has his email, then she can just discuss things over that way.
Rutile scrunches her face.
She doesn't have it, the genius that she is.
But she does have Euclase's home address and Annoybud ID and username.
And she can no longer hit him up on Annoybud.
...
Oh well. She can't be bothered enough to write a physical letter to him. She'll wait until the holidays are over. Rutile proceeds to hit up Padparadscha through the platform.
[23/11/10, 5:29]
> You started annoying your BUDDY <Padparockz_xO>
rutile23: hey
rutile23: hey wake up
rutile23: wake up dumbass
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Featherlight
FanfictionTwo childhood friends, separated for a while. One of them comes back a different person, and the other is determined to find out why. Is it worth it, though? *** crossposted from my ao3 of the same name. cover by me :)