cleanfromsin

@cleanfromsin 
            
            //Just now seeing this, but YEAH, BABY

/⠀@evergreendream,  we are SO back omg  

@cleanfromsin 
            
            "It kind of is—I'm not making much of an effort." Linden's lips pull into a thin line as he hesitantly glances up at the other from his place in his bed. He feels bad, he truly does. This happens every year like clockwork; every snowfall, he's down for the count, having to use all of his energy to do the most simple of tasks. He dreads it, but there's not much he can do to fight it. 

iD. @evergreendream,⠀It's okay, Lin. I know it's not your fault. 

@eternalsolus 
            
            "All good things, I promise. I'm sure they're glad to not hear any more of it." 

(  @wiltedschools  )⠀⠀☥⠀⠀oh, really? what have you been telling them? good things, i sure hope. 

(  @wiltedschools  )⠀⠀☥⠀⠀well, no. but──⠀[elliott hadn't thought that far, if he were being honest. he takes comfort in this being a hypothetical, though. nothing detrimental will come of it, thank the lord.]⠀he's like, crazy smart. as long as he's not making important decisions while drunk, i don't really care what he does in his free-time. 

@eternalsolus 
            
            Lin wrinkles his nose at the other's answer, the question clearly having been asked out of boredom due to his own homework having been completed. "But he's an irresponsible drunk, is he not? Would you really want someone like that in charge?" 

(  @wiltedschools  )⠀⠀☥⠀⠀oh, geez, that's tough. uhm . . .⠀[elliott takes a minute to think about it──really think about it──his biology notes long forgotten, pen resting slack between his limp fingers.]⠀kinda stereotypical, but probably rick from rick and morty. he's like, insanely smart, from what i remember. i feel like he'd have some pretty good ideas. 

@cleanfromsin 
            
            "I'm (fine), Elliot. One-hundred percent positive. Stop worrying so much." 

(  @wiltedschools  )⠀⠀☥⠀⠀are you sure you're okay? like, one-hundred percent positive? i just don't want anything bad to happen to you. 

@eternalsolus 
            
            "I've still gone to classes, therefore I'm fine. Seriously, you don't need to worry about me." 

@cleanfromsin 
            
            "Are you sure? I don't want to overstep or anything."

(  @wiltedschools  )⠀⠀☥⠀⠀there's not a lot you  / can't /  say, honestly. i'll gladly take any compliment you give me. 

@wiltedschools 
            
            He shrugs, angling his head downwards to hide the bashful smile on his lips. "I'm still not quite sure what I can and can't say."

@eternalsolus 
            
            Linden shakes his head. "I am (not) a murderer. Accidental plant deaths don't count either, Mister Dalton."

(  @wiltedschools  )⠀⠀☥⠀⠀i do !! i promise.⠀[elliott looks almost offended by the accusation, yet, he finds he's unable to keep from smiling as he speaks.]⠀i'd sure hope my roommate wasn't a murderer. 

@eternalsolus 
            
            "Bringing something to our room just to kill it is (morbid), Elliot. Thought you would have more faith in me."

@eternalsolus 
            
            Linden's gaze breaks from the other boy and falls upon the aforementioned plant. Elliot wss right, in a way; maybe if they had met at some other point in life, the notebook in his lap woukd be full of ridiculous plant-baby names to eagerly share with his roommate⸺but they aren't at that point. "Well, you're wrong." 

iD. @wiltedschools⠀✦⠀[elliott's arm falls away from his eyes, and he glances over, a lazy grin curving his lips at the sheer confusion plastered upon the other's face. he shrugs softly and props himself up on his elbows, smile never once faltering.]⠀i dunno. just kinda seems like something you'd do. 

@eternalsolus 
            
            He looks up from his notebook, hand stilling as he stares at the other with furrowed brows. "Why would I name it? It's not a pet, it's a (plant)." It's more rhetorical than anything as his skeptical gaze persists. 

@eternalsolus 
            
            "Understandable. But you don't have to worry⸺they're nice." 

iD. @wiltedschools⠀✦⠀.. really? i think it's just weird 'cause i never wear them. 

@eternalsolus 
            
            "I think they suit you quite nicely⸺they make your eyes pop." 
            
            //Shhhh, let's play pretend, I just wanted the interaction

@eternalsolus 
            
            Elliot's right⸺that's quite literally the reason the school was even created⸺but something about Elliot is still... different. Something about his presence draws Linden in and makes him want to turn Eli into the centerpiece of his metaphorical gallery, all senses honed in on this one boy to track his every move, remember his every word. The gravitational pull Elliot Dalton has on him is the peculiar thing, but there's no way in Hell he'd ever admit such a thing. 
            
            His eyes remain loosely aimed at his textbook, not registering a damn thing on the page beyond the faint outlines of diagrams as he attempts to focus on anything but Elliot. "Again:  you're different. Nothing bad about that." 

iD. @wiltedschools⠀✦⠀[elliott feels his heart begin to pound under the other's keen observation, and he quickly glances away, eyes darting around in an attempt to focus on something, anything, other than the way he's essentially being scrutinized, like an animal in an enclosure. he's not used to it──being the center of attention, being the only one someone focuses on. and it makes him uneasy. he doesn't know whether to be flattered or anxious. he's quiet for a few moments, gaze lingering, before he glances down toward his lap once more, reopening his book and absently skimming the page he left off on.]⠀.. aren't we all? i mean, that's why we're here, is it not? 

@eternalsolus 
            
            His gaze on the other is much more curious than judgmental or harsh, his own homework set aside to watch — no, admire — the other. It's the most physically relaxed he's been in what feels like days, in his element of just... observing, as odd as it seems. 
            
            He clears his throat, reaching for his textbook that was tossed aside. "Odd, strange, unusual⸺but not in a bad way, I mean. You're just— [..] (different)."