Shaken hope.

7

An office was displayed as the Noble man was seated in his infront of his desk...doing paperwork.

Before a knock came.

*Knock²*

His hand that held an pen stopped as he places it aside and spoke with a low-monotone accent.

"Come in.."

The office door openned reaviling an woman at her 20s, As she wore an business attire and bowed and spoke.

"Mr. Yvett,I came here to report about the upcoming Auction.. that's going to be held underground. You were given an invitation to come."The zerg woman reported with a firm and unmoved voice.

The man sighs heavily before arranging his glasses and pinching his brows..

Even tho he was invited to come there...

There was actually no need for him to come along...

Afterall..the Auction was only filled with two-faced and sly nobles who wish to indulge themselves on betting on which was displayed...

Which he isn't fond of doing.

"I won't be going...so you don't have to call the valet to arrange my attire for that occasion.."

The woman zerg only nods and excused herself.

The man was left with his papers and thoughts.

As he stared outside his office window..

Why hasn't his feathery friend come to visit and deliver a letter... Its been 2 Days...

And he's itching to have a conversation with his pal...

The man taps his desk..not knowing how it was irritating his nerves more.

He wants to write a letter..he really does..but..

If he did..there wouldn't be the feathery frined of his to deliver the letter back to his dear penpal.

The man just sighs and  just hopes... he's friend out there was alright...and would write back a letter...

(This is based on Paimon and Al haitham's convo ;))
extra skit#

Timur was drying he's hair after a quick shower..

As he goes to the living room he was met with his roommate 'Hugh.' who was reading a book.

He looks down on Hugh who was seated in the sofa just casually reading...

Not knowing his eyes were like a predator watching his prey...

Hugh pauses as he looks at his pal staring at him , observingly...he wanted the silence to break so he spoke..

"Would you like me to lend you something to read pal?." He stared up towards Timur as he kept his hand on the open book.

Timur shakes his head and spoke lazily..
"Nah-uh..your books aren't quite my taste.."

Hugh saw his expression as he smirks slightly..

"I was joking..I know my books are far to complex for you, and I have no intention of lending them out."

Timur grumbles as he just drops himself in a lump beside Hugh and just leans towards his shoulder.. lazily..