blatherskite (n.)
/ˈblaðəskʌɪt/ a person who talks at great length without making much sense.
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it was seventh bell, fifteen minutes until the students would be let out.
chan was asleep; hands acting as a makeshift pillow underneath his head.
jun was just barely awake. his classmate hansol had to keep prodding the chinese boy, and save him from ending up like the young boy snoozing behind them.
of course, he wasn't focused on the lecture. he was thinking about a certain librarian.
he most likely looked high. eyes slightly droopy, sunk into his seat, and a distracted stare.
hansol almost wanted to ask him what he was thinking about, but knowing jun, left it alone.
"alright, kids." the professor, mr. kihyun spoke up. "that's all i have. you're free for the remainder of the period." a few quiet cheers were let out before students moved their seats to be closer to friends.
the american/korean student sighed, looking back over to his sleepy companions. he jabbed jun on the shoulder. chan made a whine-like noise at the noise active in the room, adjusting his position before falling back into a light sleep. hansol, irritated, continued to poke at the black haired boy.
"okay, okay. i'm up." jun eventually groaned, having snapped out of his daydream trance and frowning towards the upset male.
hansol reached down to grab his backpack. "took you long enough. you and chan were out the entire class. and we have finals in a few weeks."
"a few weeks," jun shot back. "i'll be fine."
chan began to wake up, noting that hansol was standing and doing the same. he slung his messenger bag on his left shoulder. "are we going back to my house, junhui?"
jun snorted at the use of his full name, while hansol only laughed. "i thought maybe you'd like to go to the library," he smirked, chan flushing quickly. "maybe pay a visit to a specific someone?"
"says you!"
"you guys were flirting! don't think i didn't see that, channie!"
"don't call me that!"
"since when do you guys read?"
both boys sent hansol death stares.
the bell rung, saving the american boy from having to say anything. "oh, would you look at the time. i have to go meet seungkwan at the bus stop, have fun reading or whatever."
frustrated, jun and chan watched him leave.
"so," chan chimed after they made their way out into the cafeteria, sitting down at the nearest table as they figured out what to do. "how about that library visit?"
jun smiled.
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this is a poop filler i'm sorry
-q
