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@miloseu
𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟸𝟼, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

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euricky.
sharpness covered ricky’s features immediately , forehead creasing in annoyance as he frowned . “ beat poets have written some of the greatest material . by far some of my favorites . I just can’t get out of my head to focus enough . ” he shakes his head , frustrations taking over . “ what do you know about it , anyway ? go back to the playground . ” that’s where such naivety belonged . however , ricky sighed at the following words said aloud . retreating from the harsh stance he had presented milos with . ricky was too smart to drive away a good distraction . “ you haven’t ? ” he perks up , taken aback . dark eyes meet for a moment as ricky considers . “ do you want to sit for a little while ? ”
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milos knows exactly what he’s doing in bringing up certain subjects; ricky and milos are always pushing at each other’s poetry-lined buttons with reckless abandon. it’s probably for the best that the two only see each other during club meetings. “ greatest material? ” art is subjective is an objection that rings in his head, but he simply can’t help himself. “ the poets of the harlem renaissance and the confessionalists beg to differ, ricky. ” there’s a roll of his eyes at the playground comment, but he manages to reign himself in as the other takes in his words. “ not a word, ” it’s quite the confessional, in interacting with ricky, but he felt the need to be honest. milos hesitates for a second at the offer, then a familiar phrase flashes through his mind; when in rome, do as the romans do. sitting with enemies and sharing pleasantries was certainly a roman sentiment. “ sure, why not? ”
eusawyer.
“ it means they won’t waste their time trying to catch us. ” for all of milos’ worry, alex never minded much. while she didn’t quite understand the anxiety, she never grew impatient with it -– after all, she could use a little bit of it herself sometimes. considering the demeter kids could literally grow weed, she’d have to think administration would be better off focusing their attention elsewhere. like deadly monsters. “ no, no, no. this is where you say ‘ no alex, i’d never let you do that! ’ and then offer to sacrifice yourself for me! ” she laughs loudly, tipping her head back as the reach the rooftop. she’s already peering over to get a good luck at the people wandering below, rushing around for the holidays without any idea that a stack of demigods are in a building nearby. “ that counts as a resolution, i think. whatever. we make the rules, and it counts to me. so what book will you read this year? ” she smiles, tipping her head as she fishes a lighter out of her pocket. in a moment, a thin trail of smoke is rising towards the sky, and alex takes two big puffs to get it burning right before passing it to milos. “ think i wanna learn a new skate trick. something dangerous. ”
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“ who would i be to stop you from doing something you want to do? i’m okay with getting eaten second, really, ” the joking manner is almost foreign to milos’ tongue, and it likely would have gone unnoticed had it not been for the laughter to escape him. “ if we’re both gonna be monster chow, wouldn’t it be like, traditionally gentlemanly to let you go first? ” it’s clear that a bit of his anxiety is beginning to wear off the closer they get away from the closed off rooms and hallways; however, his heart does take a dip into his stomach when alex starts peering down below. “ then, i guess i’m a new year’s resolution kind of person. i think i need to read someone new, but i don’t know who yet... any suggestions? ” he watches her closely as the joint is lit, puffed twice, then subsequently it finds his hand. he’s quick to allow a long drag to fill his lungs, and it’s held there as alex speaks. “ don’t do anything stupid, ” is his response that comes out with the smoke, even though he knows alex is very keen on doing stupid things. “ i know you can heal yourself, but we don’t need you getting injured. ”
Open Starter Where: Rainbow Organics.
Isaac enjoyed their job, it wasn’t anything exciting but there was a regular collection of customers that they had grown fond of and the fairly quiet and chill nature of the store allowed plenty of time for them to take part in the best part of service jobs - talking to the customers. Whether that be helping those who were shopping or, if Isaac was able to convince them, the people who would stay for a conversation. You knew when Isaac was working because beside the till there would be a spare stool, just ready for anyone who had the time to sit.
Today was no different, the shop was quiet and thanks to being left alone Isaac had his 80′s selection playing throughout. They were so caught up in the music that they hadn’t noticed the person arrive at the till, jumping a little when they opened their eyes again to see them. “Oh hello. Sorry, sometimes Wham! takes you to another world you know what I mean?” Isaac said, starting to scan up the selection. “Did you find everything you needed today and can I interest you in a complimentary Check In as you Check Out with Isaac? You can take a seat and we can talk about whatever is your mind today?”
there’s only a handful of places milos feels completely comfortable and content on campus, but one of them is rainbow organics. it’s inherently because of isaac, but milos has grown comfortable enough to hang around the store even when they aren’t working. when he walks in for a handful of things to take back to athena housing, though, there’s a bit of relief that fills him at the sight of isaac behind the counter.
its only a few minutes that milos is in the back of the store gathering items; photographic memory allowed him to be familiar with the store’s layout, but being a creature of habit who hardly tried anything new allowed him to gather what he was looking for in a matter of seconds. as he approaches the front counter and isaac jumps, milos too finds himself startled; though, when no cause for alarm becomes prevalent, a smile spreads across his face. “ the wham! dimension, it’s the place i always want to be. ” he comments with a chuckle, setting down his items. his brow raises slightly with the offer, but something in him doesn’t want to refuse as he usually would. “ can it also be what’s on yours? i feel weird when i notice myself talking about too much of the weird stuff that goes on up here. ”
“…and that was Rosemary Clooney’s version of Sway from 1960 with Dámaso Pérez Prado. Friendly reminder to please never prank our friends in food delivery service, especially if you’re just using them to cause a distraction after a meet-up with the owner of the necklace you stole gets botched.” Whenever Maddy was in the studio, she felt more loose, less stressed, as if the weight of the world she loved to carry over her shoulders was lighter than a midsummer night’s breeze. The words just slither out of her smile effortlessly, as if they were someone else’s. “You’re still listening to maddbeatz, where we listen to good music and good friends! I am your one and only, Maddy Desai, and we still have half an hour left on our show, so if you would like to call in for some friendly advice with whatever’s troubling you right now, or even just to say hello, our line is still very much open!” From the corner of her eyes, she sees another student, a studio assistant, call for her attention, gesturing to the phone. “In fact, I think we have a caller on the line right now… Hello? You’re on maddbeatz! How’s life, love?"
as the soothing sounds of music fade out, milos’ focus instead hones in on the dj’s voice. it’s not all too often that he turns on a campus radio station for something else other than his sister whenever he remembers, but the few times he’s caught this particular show, there’s always music that’s entirely new to him.
a random surge of courage has him dialing the familiar number as the dj speaks, even though he’s gone through no rehearsal of what he’s going to say, or even reflecting on whether or not anything was particularly bothering him. soon the other line is picked up, and he hears maddy’s voice in one ear on the phone, and the other on the radio set across his room. suddenly, milos is frozen. “ um... ”

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eusawyer.
he has a point. considering the circumstances, the staff was definitely more tense than usual –- they didn’t have time to be disciplining them and taking care of the monster situation. still, they were all adults, and if the mother of monsters was after them, they deserved a damn joint as far as alex was concerned. “ it’s just a little weed, it’s not like we’re busting out of the safezone to go monster hunting. ” i mean, she knew of people who were, but definitely not them. “ they are not. and i’ll simply throw you out of harm’s way. if i get my head bitten off it’s probably only a matter of time. ” she teases, leading them into the stairwell and up towards the roof. she’s nearly out of breath by the time they get there, but the fresh air is satisfying. she finds a spot for them to sit where they can people watch, crossing her legs and looking to milos to join her. “ are you a new year’s resolution type of person? ”
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milos can only shrug. alex’s counterpoint is definitely a good one; it’s just a little weed. “ doesn’t that make us easier to catch, though? looking for smaller openings... they’re always more vulnerable. ” it’s his athena-esque strategic brain at work, trying to calculate movements the administration will take throughout this process in italy. it’s obvious he’s not too sure how to articulate it, however, but alex doesn’t seem too phased. “ so you’re wanting to get your head bitten off first? that’s fair, i guess, be my guest. ” he starts to rub at his temple, still following alongside alex to the rooftop. once they reach it, the air is fresher than the building, and it eases some of the pressure building in milos’ skull. a different kind of pressure returns once alex’s question crosses her lips. “ like, new year new me? not really, ” he answers while he’s in the process of sitting across from the other. “ or, maybe? i’ve given myself, like, challenges at the beginning of the year. read this book or make a design of that. does that count? ”
euricky.
ricky’s experience in italy was already one he was hoping to forget . the unknown was never something he dealt with positively , that task even more impossible sober . most days he had opted to hide away . at times he sought the company of those he adored , more often his head was spent buried in a book . still , milos remained the last person he wished to see . at any place , at any time . the boy always stirred a poor reaction within him , this was no different . as soon as their gaze locked , ricky’s brow furrowed and darkened hues sparked up in hatred . “ yes . but it’s fucking terrible . I’m too sober to write anything half-decent . ” ricky would never shy away from the opportunity to discuss poetry . even if he had to settle for milos . “ what’s it to you , anyway ? don’t tell me you’ve had some genius idea and you’re here to brag . ”
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although the hostile reaction from ricky is pretty much what milos is expecting, it shocks him all the same; the open answer of the state of his writing being inevitably tied to his sobriety in italy … well, maybe milos wasn’t expecting it that much. “ plenty of people write well while sober, you know... just because the beat generation was always on something doesn’t mean we need to be. ” and if you asked him, the beat poets were over-romanticized in their non-sobriety. even so, milos hasn’t written a word since stepping foot on italian soil. “ no i, uh... i haven’t written everything. i was wondering if it was the same for anyone else. never mind, then. ”
euiker.
He’s been ranting about Sage for the past ten minutes and Milos has been nice enough to stand there and listen to him talk about Sage hasn’t returned books, and how he is tired of hunting him to get them back. “I just don’t know what else to do,” he says, exhaling a frustrated sigh as he stamps a few books before looking back at Milos. Now that he has let it out all, he feels calmer and his jaw softens, releasing the tension, a smile tugging at his lips instead. “Anyway, how are you? Are you waiting for a student or do you just like hanging out at the front desk?” He winks, a chuckle escaping past him as he puts some books away.
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“ maybe block him from taking out more books? did he check them out with his card? ” it’s a poor suggestion, but a suggestion nonetheless. iker’s words go on half listened to by milos. generally, he’s got the gist of the others frustration; sage hasn’t returned books seemingly long overdue. the other half of milos’ attention is set on iker’s jaw and the way his frustration tightens, then how it softens the moment a sigh is emitted. the moment that iker’s attention is turned toward milos himself, he suddenly feels unspeakably awkward. is he that obvious? “ oh, uh, both? i mean--- i’m waiting for a student who’s supposed to be here in...” he trails to glance at the watch on his wrist. “ twenty minutes. but i also like hanging out up here! plus you seemed frustrated and i don’t mind listening, so it all works out, you know? ”
THEY’RE SITTING ON THEIR BED, guitar in lap, fiddling with the strings. it’s slightly out of tune, and it’s going to drive her nuts, but they’re finished their homework for the day. across the room is milos, doing whatever he’s doing. ana is never one for silence, not usually, but it’s easy to fall into a comfortable one with the other. they pluck at the strings, twisting and turning so it tunes. they look up across the room at him. “is this annoying?” they ask, genuinely. “because i will stop.” they shift, and set the guitar to the side, leaning their elbows on their folded legs. “what are you working on?” / @miloseu
milos has been working his way through the beginning of a project at anaïs’ desk, happily in their presence but not so much as speaking. the two fell into it quite naturally; existing in the same space with little words spoken unless necessary, or if boredom came about. his head lifts the moment she speaks, and a gentle smile grazes his lips when they meet eyes. “ no, not really. ” he hasn’t been listening, if he was honest. he’s gotten used to tuning a lot of things out. their voice never seemed to be one of those things. “ i didn’t know you played, though. do you want an attentive audience? cause i can do this, ” he signals to the papers with various scribbles, sketches, and math equations. ever since their return to eonia, milos threw himself deeper into his studies. “ whenever. ” if anything, he’s actually thankful for the uptick of conversation; he was wanting to speak, but had no clue where to start. “ it’s just a design for a... thing. or, like, an outline for a thing, i guess. i think it’ll come out one way but once i render it, who knows. but again, i can do it whenever. did you want to do something else? ”

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Oh, doctor, I know I look a quiet sort, just like anybody else. But it’s always been a terrible effort–only to be…just normal. And now, well, even that’s too much for me.
Albert Camus, The Plague (trans. Justin O’Brien)
eusawyer.
whatever panic should fill alex at times has clearly been passed along directly to milos. she never stresses when she should ( at least not openly ) and he never stops stressing, but there were two sides to every coin. she lets out a snicker at his worry –- of course the hall was empty, and as for his roommates… well, she was sure a joint wasn’t the worst crime between the three of them. “ sorry, sorry. ” she waves her hand as she reaches for his to draw him out of his room. “ to the roof we go. and fine, i’ll put it away. ” she nods, tucking it behind her ear where it’s still painfully visible. “ don’t worry, milos, ” she reaches for his sides and squeezes them to give him a little shock as they walk “ i’m not gonna let any monsters getcha. ”
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there’s hardly a moment between milos drawing alex into his room, and alex drawing him back out into the hallway. his panic is silly, and it washes over him a moment later; when had alex ever actually endangered him? “ i don’t trust the admin here, i feel like we’d get in more trouble than we would back in athens for getting caught. ” it was definitely his paranoia talking, but he likes to think a little bit of caution never hurt anyone. as the two walk side by side, milos catches alex putting the joint behind her ear out of the corner of his eye. sure, away. “ gah, don’t joke about that! monsters are like beetlejuice. ” soon, his gaze falls to her. “ how do you intend on protecting me when you’re the one getting attacked? whatever, i don’t want to see it play out. i just wanna calm down for a little. ”
eujiyeon.
head rose as milos began to speak, but she was unbothered by the sudden break in silence. it was always comfortable with him and never felt awkward. they smiled at his words. “well i guess that is one perk of being here, he is kind of a bore.” ji-yeon wasn’t one to usually like a break from studies, hence why even here in rome they were still reading something educational. “it’s good so far. confucius is certainly very interesting. he should be taught a lot more than other philosophers we know,” they teased, smile growing slightly at their running agreement that ancient greek philosophers were not worth the hype. “how’s yours?”
“ such a bore, ” milos sighed, but a smile was left behind in its wake. “ i just know he would’ve made us focus on something kantian the way kant meant it in his tinly little brain. ” although he would’ve been a liar if he said he didn’t follow any kantian ethic, but he found himself questioning them more often than not. “ i’m telling you, we need to bring it up to the chair again. maybe he’ll get annoyed enough and make a class, maybe switch out one of the socratic ones? ” he joked. he knew jiyeon was just as bothered by him by the short-sightedness of more than a handful of their professors; it was nice to be on common ground. “ it’s alright, i’ve, uh, read it a couple times. but it was the only thing i could get before... you know. ”
the door swings open to alex on her knees, hands raised above her bowed head and cupping a single joint in offering. “ i come bearing gifts. ” she announces dramatically, before hopping up on her feet with a grin on her mouth. “ it’s too bad we couldn’t travel here together. my siblings wouldn’t even let me drive the bus! no wonder it took so long. anyway, i hope you weren’t too panicked when evacuating –- and if you were, no worries, because i’ve got your solution right here. ” @miloseu
the moment milos opens the door to his shared room, he’s confused to find no one in his line of vision; that is, of course, until he looks down. as soon as he eyes the joint alex has propped up as a faux offering, milos looks down both sides of the hall for signs of any more visitors, and in a sense of panic, he rushes alex into his room and closes the door behind them. “ you should’ve given me a warning! ” he shout-whispers, as if him raising his voice would alarm anyone in the vicinity. “ your siblings are just sensible, alex. you can’t just... ” milos stops abruptly to release a sigh. its clear he needs to ease his mind. “ this shit is just... really freaky. can we go up to the roof? just, like, don’t wave that thing around. ”
milos was pacing around the housing building’s lobby, debating on whether he should or shouldn’t attend the rooftop party. as usual, his brain held equally lengthy pro and con lists, with the top con being the crowd and the top pro being not acting like a loser for once; it was only when he saw maggie, obviously upset, that the decision was clear and he wouldn’t be going. “ maggie, what’s wrong? ” @eumiyoung

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“ you know, i’m kinda glad i didn’t have to do the term paper for dr. vasilakis’ ethics class, ” milos speaks suddenly, after a long stretch of silence between the two of them. they’d been reading together for some time, in attempt to get away from the bustle of things going on. pretending things were normal was half the battle in milos’ brain. “ without articulation, he kinda, you know... sucks. how’s the book, though? ” @eujiyeon
winding up in italy at the end of the semester had been less than ideal for milos; the subject of finals was questionable at best, and his anxiousness had doubled since entering an unfamiliar place. to combat such, he was attempting to make things feel as normal as possible; that meant sitting outside panini coppedè with the only book he managed to pack before the evacuation. all was going well, truly, when milos looked up from his book and was suddenly meeting eyes with none other than ricky. “ oh, hey... ” of course it was his luck to end up at the same evacuation spot as his least favorite poetry club member. “ have you, uh... managed to write anything since the last meeting? ” the meeting that happened a few days before the campus panic? genius question, milos. @euricky