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                   “oh… my  god.” mike’s jaw dropped the moment he saw his best friend coming up to him, covered head to toe in rainbow attire. when he said eugene could go to his first with him as an ally, he didn’t expect him to come looking like the gayest one of the two. “just how much rainbow stuff did you buy??” he laughed.

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rainbow shoelaces? check. rainbow face paint? check. rainbow belt, rainbow flag, and rainbow shirt? checkcheckcheck. eugene smooths his shirt out as he strides up to his friend with the biggest smile. he’d spent hours looking through websites, figuring out what to wear for the parade, and he’s never been prouder of himself for coordinating the perfect outfit to show his support. “a lot,” he says, “i even got a flag!” 

well, that was cheesy. was bora’s first thought. she hoped the cringe didn’t show on her face. “i-… well- … y-you’re not wrong.” she laughed, sounding a bit forced. the acting skills were failing her today; it’s the taller boy’s affect. “sure… why not.” bora smiled, and it was gone as quick as it appeared. she couldn’t take it anymore. usually she’d be able to lie for way longer. “hey… i lied.” she admitted, shoulders slumping down. “i wasn’t scared of the ladder… i only said that so you can do my work for me…”

eugene blinks. stares. blinks again. it takes him a minute to register what bora admitted to, feeling a mixture of hurt and confusion. hurt because he’d been lied to by his friend, and confusion because bora could’ve just kept up with it. he musters out a soft and awkward “oh,” before scratching the back of his neck with a hesitant smile. “it’s... fine. i know how exhausting arranging books can be, especially after class.” 

ever the movie buff , he jumped at the chance to rattle off the pictures currently showing . it was a good way for them to spend time together while minimising eye contact , confusing conversation and references that failed to land , which he knew eugene would appreciate . whenever they hung out there wasn’t the pressure to speak without pause . they were never worried the other was getting irritated thanks to a mutual underlying understanding laid out through pixellated text beforehand . jaden wouldn’t personally consider himself an introvert but , following his accident , the male was riddled with complex anxieties impossible to explain to the everyday acquaintance . he was thankful he’d found an empath in eugene , as regardless to whether he understood fully the extent of jj’s convoluted brain they could easily imagine themselves in each other’s shoes , never pressuring excessive human contact or a last minute change of plans . “ there’s the new mortal kombat . i think they’re also re-running grease and the lost boys , which would be awesome to see on the big screen . then there’s some more tame animated stuff . maybe we could bundle up a bottle of coke in a blanket and say we’re taking our child to watch one of the kid movies – you get snack discounts that way . “

               “Make sure you’re free in like,   four days!”   Stevie says with a pleased smile,   clapping gently in anticipation.   Then,   she starts eyeing him.   Stevie crawls her way up to the couch and throws herself back against the cushions,   sighing tiredly.   “Do you wanna make breakfast?”   She yawns,   feeling like she should sleep in the next hour or else she’ll pass out right where she is.

       “How about french toast?   I think we have honey…” 

bora was standing there at the top of the ladder and hoping with all her being that he couldn’t talk about it… except that he did. eugene was too sweet, really. bora felt bad for lying to someone like him. she awkwardly smiled and nodded her head, although that kind of her got her dizzy, which made her come down to be on ground level. “yeah, uh… i did that!” she smiled, trying to keep it up from dropping into a grimace. “celebrate? why? it’s-… haha, it’s just a ladder.” 

LOCATION:   outside hall of film. CLOSED STARTER:    @mikemoon & @eugeneisms.

               “The only kind of net I found was for bugs,”    Stevie explains as she hands each of them a pink,   butterfly-shaped net that ought to be big enough for a rat,   but perhaps weak enough to let it escape if it tries to rip through the net.   “I have extra gloves,   too,   if anyone needs them.   Mike,   did you bring the flashlight?”   She looks to Mike,   then to Eugene,   “And did you bring the cheese?” 

examining the net in wonder, eugene is feeling more like a legit adventurer by the second. “in my pockets,” he answers, peeling his gaze away from the pretty net to look at stevie. both of his jacket pockets and back pockets were heavy with high-quality cheese. “i hope they’ll like it.”

“mike is... how do i say this? he’s really cool. that’s the first thing i think of. he’s cool, ‘cause he knows a lot about pop culture and music. i also think about luck; about how lucky i am to meet him a second time, and now he’s constant presence in my life, even though i lost him for a little while. and, uh, the itzy joke. bora makes me think of the library, confidence—the kind of confidence everybody should have—and her coffee order. i already have it memorized!”

“i haven’t spoken to her, actually. i’ve only seen jinny when i was, um, hanging out with mike at atlantis, but she makes me think of expensive alcohol, cushioned booths, and... that one scary music teacher i had when i was seven.”

“when i think of vincent, i automatically think of the circle of life scene in the lion king. and those cute cows from harvest moon! with the long eyes! and overalls? is that what you call them? ‘cause he wears a lot of them. i’m thinking about buying him a new pair and maybe sewing little swirly patterns on them for his birthday. i can’t sew, but i’m a fast learner!”

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closed starter ; @eugeneisms​ location ; san verto library time ; after classes ? perhaps ? idk

normally, bora wouldn’t be doing this. she was up on the ladder to organize the pile of books she was given, when usually, she would have eugene do the job for her. her excuse was that she was afraid of heights, which was a lie… for the most part. she did get a little dizzy on ladders, but she wasn’t afraid. she was just lazy on the day she told him the little white lie, and eugene just happened to offer to help her with such tasks afterwards. she guessed that there was no harm in letting him do some of her work for her, since he was offering. but now, on this specific day, bora thought he wouldn’t be working, so she climbed up on the ladder herself, only to make eye contact with him a few minutes later when he was passing between the shelves. “oh, hi.” she smiled, acting as if things were normal, and like she wasn’t just caught doing the very thing she said she was afraid of. “how’s it going? i thought you weren’t coming today.” 

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everybody knew everybody in a small town , but jaden and eugene had met each other through different means . instead of bumping into each other at a bar or a club they heard the other’s voice before committing their facial features to memory . gaming allowed anxious individuals to come together as one , and regardless of their differing reasons for such apprehension it bridged the gap to a friendship ( or perhaps mentorship ) that would’ve never come to fruition otherwise . being the older of the pair it was jaden’s job to keep an eye out for eugene , to protect him , like a big brother would despite the lack of blood relations . “ you wanna go catch a movie ?? “ he suggested , after a beat of silence , as they relaxed back at jaden’s shared apartment , “ – or whatever you want . we could play another round of street fighter if you’d prefer , “