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“And?” Questioning back, he continues to look at the various designs on the wall before them. Why he decided to bring Liliana (of all people) with him to get his second tattoo (the first was another secret) baffled even him but he liked the idea of being able to bond with her outside of their family. “Neither do mine. If you want to get one, I won’t tell” Just to prove it to her, he raises his pinky finger, offering it to her “Promise” 

Woken from his impromptu nap beside her, he quickly glances around them for immediate danger. “Noise?” There was no one else in the corridor but them, having taken time out to just hang out by themselves. “I didn’t hear anything. But hey did you hear that this building is haunted?” Laughing heartily (he never did believe those ghost stories) he begins to make exaggerated spooky sounds just to tease her. 

Panic strikes him when he hears the voice. “It’s not what it looks like!” He quickly begins to explain, removing his hand from where they were near his crotch and raising it into the air. “There was an itch on my thigh, not my balls, I swear. Come on Steven, do you really think I would touch myself in public–don’t answer that” 

Out of habit he quickly gives himself a pat down, making sure he was in the right place. He remembers their purpose, looking down at the costumes between them. “Sorting through the props of the drama department. Or at least, you know, trying to” He picks up an unrecognisable piece of pink fabric, a mess of glitter beads and sequins. “I don’t really know what the purpose of this is but… garbage pile?” 

( liliana ) : why the fuck are the chairs so cold fuck elias academy