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[And on the stairs leading to the quad sits one (1) boy with really messy hair,hunched over and reading a book. He seems pretty oblivious to the world in general, but occasionally shows some signs of...consciousness by shifting to the side when he hears footsteps.

...try not to trip over him. ♥]

Ah, so they call those "com-pew-ters"...

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Of course I mind!

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, we're just going to remain quiet here. Talking never helps when one party is in a mood anyway.]

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[Well, fortunately, Elliot doesn't really have anything to say if Leo isn't going to argue with him. So he takes this moment to calm himself, even if it's completely unintentional.]

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[quietly] You're irritated.

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

Can't you tell?

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It's not like you to be angry over something like this.

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[Well, he wasn't really wrong. It had annoyed him, but... Maybe it was a combination of a few things that made him feel this way.]

...I'm tired.

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[....ah.]

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...

You don't have any more classes after this, do you?

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

[Elliot looks up at him, a bit curiously.]

No. I don't think so. [...maybe. He... wasn't too sure yet.]

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[Well, even if he did, Leo would disapprove of him attending. Elliot would end up yelling at everyone anyway.]

Good. You'll be able to get some rest then.

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

[...what.]

Are you telling me to go to sleep?

[It was still pretty early. Then again, maybe knowing Leo was around would help, even if just a little.]

[ishisfriend.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[There is no room for arguing in that tone.]

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Fine. [He didn't really want to argue it anyway. It was worth a try, right? But hm.] ...come with me.

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[Oh Elliot, the master of questionable words.]

All right.

[isntyourfriend.livejournal.com]

[There is nothing questionable about it, thank you very much. Elliot is secretly relieved, however. He doesn't say anything else as he turns to lead them back to the dormitories.]

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[Of course not, of course not. Elliot never has a way with words after all.

He'll follow behind quietly because there doesn't seem to be a need for conversation and well, Elliot's difficult when he's tired and frustrated. But he does make a note of which hallways they pass through.]

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[When they get to the boys' dorms, Elliot pauses, looking down the hallway.]

Where's your room?

[Just like Leo is taking mental notes, Elliot will probably also need this for future reference.]

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It's on the first floor.

[And he recites from memory--] A-106.

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I see. 219. [That was his own. The difference was a bit inconvenient, though... He continues to lead the way, then.]

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Ah...that's rather far. [but let's followfollowfollow anyway]

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It's annoying. [Not that this could have been planned for or anything. He still didn't like it, but- oh! There it is. Unlocking the door, and-

Leo. Are you prepared for this.]

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[Wow. Just. Compared to the outside.]

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[...really. Was he expecting anything different?]