don't resist the water

raises hand even though that might be difficult but hey i’m all about a challenge

     She's been in there for hours. When was he going to get his turn -- he was done waiting.

          ❝ ---- ♫ Gotta run the give and go-                      And take the ball to the hole-   ❞

         Humming a bit to himself, Nagisa plucked a piece of paper from the stack, then rooted around for a pencil for a moment. Upon finding one, Nagisa thought for a moment before going to his default and beginning to sketch a penguin. Or, at least, what was certainly supposed to be a penguin, though Nagisa’s art always tended to veer off into the stranger side of things, Nagisa seeming less concerned with what the drawing actually looked like so much as whatever his mind wanted to do with the pencil at a moment’s notice.

        “So,” Nagisa said, when the silence became too much for him. “I guess it’s not supposed to get warm for a while yet after all. It kind of stinks — I just want spring to get here already, you know? I mean, I’d prefer summer even more, but at least in the spring-time you can wear short sleeves and hang around outside longer, you know? Really, winter is only any fun when there’s enough snow on the ground to actaully build forts and have snowball fights and stuff. But, y’know — what are you going to do? At least this gives me an excuse to wear knee-high socks. And…”

    Drawing wasn't necessarily something that Haru would consider a passion. It didn't give him the feeling that swimming did - that being in the water did - and it certainly didn't give him the release and sanctity that all of that gave him either. It was more of a casual hobby that he happened to pick up when not paying attention in class, his papers becoming momentary canvases for whatever would form from the tip of his pencils and pens. They scattered his papers when the mood to draw struck him - it was therapeutic in it's own way, but it was also a good way for him to pass the time. Especially in school, when swimming would come at the end of the day, and he needed a source to focus on until then.

    It just so happened that he was naturally very good at drawing. From memory, by looking at an object - typically, he liked to just free-style it all, but he was no artist and that was just a term he felt fit him in any scenario. There was no future in art for him though -- at least, he figured so. Haru had never really thought that into it. 

    And he wasn't about to now, either, and Nagisa falling silent once more catches his attention. Pen pausing, Haru finally turned his head away from his own paper to look over at what the other had been drawing, a slight look of amusement ( or as close to it as his face would allow ) beginning to form at the Rockhopper penguin that clearly stood out - along with some other things he wasn't quite sure of, but it clearly had Nagisa written all of it. The other boy seem fixated on watching him draw though, despite Haruka not understanding how it could be that entertaining. So he brought up what the younger boy had been speaking about just moments ago instead.

        ❝ I could use some warm weather too. Makes the pool water nicer. ❞

          When Haruka handed the sketch to him, Nagisa’s eyes went wide.

                    — “Wha- really? I can keep it?”

               ❝ Yeah. If you want it. ❞

     Picking up the pen again, he began to make an array of lines on the sheet, not exactly sure of what he would be drawing next -- but the mess would become something sooner or later for him to work with. Blinking as he kept his gaze down, he could see Nagisa in his peripherals still watching, the drawing of the dolphin still clutched in his hands. It wasn't even that good -- but the other seemed thrilled about having it, so that's all that really mattered.

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ—: "Interesting.. I never really took you as the kind of person to enjoy and indulge in movies, assuming you might like the serene silence better than the noise of a television. Then again, most do watch movies as they’re a common pastime and thing to watch with friends and/or family." 

It was still a bit hard to imagine Haruka actually sitting in front of a television to watch a show or movie. He didn’t seem to be the kind of have an affinity for technology or electronics given that he rarely used his cell phone or paid attention to it— according to Makoto anyways— but it was almost nice to be reassured that wasn’t the case. 

                ❝ Sure-- ❞

    A movie couldn't hurt. Rei seemed rather passionate about them, too, so maybe it'd be a good one. Blue eyes drifted to look towards the movie collection the other had, scanning them slowly before finally speaking up again.