Catching up with the rest of the class was easy for Elijah, despite the messy notes given by Antonio. During the rest of that day Elijah copied the notes and agreed to bring the originals back to Antonio the next day.
He did keep his promise, but never told why he actually missed class. Inthe next couple of weeks Elijah and Antonio sometimes would stayed on the Great Library of Santa Deos. The place was composed of rows and rows of shelves with every kind of book or document as long as it was related to the studies. It was it's own building inside of the Campus and the entrance of each floor was monitored all the time.
In the peaceful silence of the library both of the Silver Crested students revisited what they had been talking about in classes. Elijah quickly noticed that Antonio sometimes had a hard time grasping some concepts or that sometimes he wouldn't take notes. So,he helped him.
The situation at his dorm changed since the incident. Every time the northener arrived home there was some chance of Uriel being there already. Uriel cooked most of the time, but he would just put the plate and fork at Elijah's desk and later on retrieve it. The blond stopped his short-lived habit of scattering papers all over the kitchen table and one day, the jars of liquid disappeared from the fridge altogether.
The exception was when the apprentice entered the house to find the tallboy leaned against the window, which was open, looking outside. A mug of coffee and some documents were siting on the table.
"Hello."
Uriel did the gesture of gently throwing something out from the window and turned back to his roommate, he had his habitual half smile. "Hey"he answered. With light feet the blond placed himself next to the table, his hand covering partially the documents. He took them, alongwith the mug.
"Youare acting weird lately, is something the matter?" Shoot Elijah, the situation was familiar to him, but he didn't know why.
"I'm my regular self, just busy."
"You have been hiding and avoiding me since ... that day? You just stay there, silent and I don't know how to address it. Are you upset? Orjust? I don't know." Elijah was starting to get nervous, he was starting to hit some spots and the fact that his roommate had some obvious physical advantages didn't help.
"You didn't get it, uh? Let me be way more direct. You fucked up. You touched a sample to test without my permission. You could die. If you died that day, it would be a murder charge for me and I prefer to stay clean. And since you did what you did... how can I trust on you?"
Uriel was blunt, his face turned into a cold statue like expression, his eyes were the same as that day, he was bitter. But with a good reason. With that, he exited the room.
"But wait, at least, give me a chance to know you better!" Elijah couldn't believe it, that words were coming from his mouth and he still couldn't believed. He came to study, not to make friends.
"We'll see then" said the tall one softly.
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Narrativa generaleElijah has moved to the great capital of Nova Lucia as a student of the Faith of the Good Book. It seemed like his stay was going to be calm and he even has made a friend, Antonio. But his roomate, Uriel, seems to have different plans. This is an ad...
