charming chaos

[finally out of that hellhole 🫶]

"and basically, when you press the keys, it does a fun little clicky thing!!! listen!!" ura started vigorously typing, the keys clicking loudly as she did so.

anesh put a hand over both of hers, then retracted it once she stopped typing. "we get it, that's pretty cool, but i think you're giving mik a headache." he signaled over to aatmik, who was holding his head in two of his fingers.

"no...it's not that...my head's just felt like shit all day...nothing ura did." his voice was weak and his breath shallow, his inaudible suffering remained internal. he did NOT want to share.

"ah, alright then." anesh turned his head to face ura once more, his attention directed on her. "we should still probably let his head rest though."

"awh..." her monitor powered off, the keyboard's light dimming. "well i could play a different keyboard that actually sounds nice? i could play him a calming song on the piano in my mother's room?" she offered, spinning her chair to look at aatmik, who was lying down on her bed with his face buried into her pillow.

"i don't feel like moving..." he complained, stating as still as possible and enjoying the comfort of her mattress. "...your bed is too comfy..."

"well, it's my bed, and i demand you to get off!" ura said, mocking someone with a royal demeanor, talking in a bit of a higher pitch and adjusting her posture.

"guest is always right..." aatmik spoke, his voice muffled from the pillow as a small grin grew on his face.

"WELL NOW YOU'RE JUST-" ura huffed, calming down as anesh placed his hands on her shoulders. "now you're just being mean to me-"

the fingers on her shoulders were removed as anesh walked over to aatmik. he continued speaking to ura. "wah wah wah," he taunted her.

"i do not say 'wah wah wah!'" ura complained, her shoulders dropping.

"you just did," anesh teased with a little smirk

"well that's different..." she turned away, irritated with their behavior.

"guys, please just be quiet...i wanna sleep..." aatmik spoke, breaking both his silence and their small argument.

"yea, ura, he wants to sleep!" the boy chuckled, provoking ura. he then turned to aatmik, his voice a mock-sad tone. "i am so sorry about her."