['Sorry, I probably shouldn't be bothering you so much at this time of night. Have a good evening!' is what she had meant to time. Was right in the middle of doing so even! Yet, as she tries to send it, something in her ocular glitches out to a thought instead.]
[Huh? Is it just her, or is the tone from this text feeling a little familiar- nah, that's just overthinking things. At least whoever is on the other end doesn't seem like a huge jerk, compared to a certain encounter in the cafeteria (though in a weird way, they also helped in a sense). They even gave a solid tip!!]
Alright. I can't promise too much, but I will make sure to keep it mind.
[...she's a little curious and does want to ask, just a bit more. But, those are small, fleeting thoughts that she quells out of her mind. Plus it's really late anyway, u h]
Sorry, I probably shouldn't be bothering you this much at this time of night. But, just as well- thank you so much for the advice. Take care, and have a good evening!
[There, now this one actually goes through as she sends it. With that, she goes back to sleep. Gosh, whoever this kind stranger on the other end sure was nice! She'll have to repay her gratitude later, once she finds out their identity, for sure!!]
[ He doesn't reply. Rude as ever. But this time, it's because his gast is truly flabbered. Her response is definitely the nicest message he's ever received? It's sad and funny in equal measure.
The kindest thing he can do in this situation is just roll over and go back to reading, which he promptly does. ]
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Hrm... ]
It is a hobby.
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['Sorry, I probably shouldn't be bothering you so much at this time of night. Have a good evening!' is what she had meant to time. Was right in the middle of doing so even! Yet, as she tries to send it, something in her ocular glitches out to a thought instead.]
How nice...I wish I was able to understand too.
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1/3
Where
in the heck]
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OH JESUS CHRIST ON A ROAST BEEF STROGANOFF VIOLIN]
3/3
[Play it cool. Just make it seem like it's about something else!]
Every time I've tried to write a few stanzas for an assignment, it all ends up sounding dull. Why can't I ever get it right...
[NO]
rip fujino
If you write it because you're told to as opposed to because you want to, it will always be lacking.
her thoughts are perceived now, the horror...!
Wait a minute though, that's actually. Some real good advice being doled out here. H u h]
Really? I was taught to never stray too much from whatever was the current theme for the week...
[Mostly the dulled senses had made it real tricky, but also man. Reien Academy can be pretty goddamn strict in some unnecessary places.]
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You're not under an instructor's thumb now. Write what you like.
[ He doesn't feel as if he should even have to say this! Humans really do give in to the yokes of authority too easily. ]
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Alright. I can't promise too much, but I will make sure to keep it mind.
[...she's a little curious and does want to ask, just a bit more. But, those are small, fleeting thoughts that she quells out of her mind. Plus it's really late anyway, u h]
Sorry, I probably shouldn't be bothering you this much at this time of night. But, just as well- thank you so much for the advice. Take care, and have a good evening!
[There, now this one actually goes through as she sends it. With that, she goes back to sleep. Gosh, whoever this kind stranger on the other end sure was nice! She'll have to repay her gratitude later, once she finds out their identity, for sure!!]
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The kindest thing he can do in this situation is just roll over and go back to reading, which he promptly does. ]