#makeswind

you’re naturally embarrassed, and hence, you almost duck out of the BUS you’ve gotten onto. but the next one doesn’t come in THIRTY (30) MINUTES. as the doors close, you wander through the carriage to find that the only vacant seat is beside him.

you wish the ground would swallow you whole. you take a SEAT without a word, distinctly turning away from john even though he undoubtedly recognizes you. 

❝  john !   isn’t this squiddle adorable ???  just look at it ! !   its so cute ! ! ! ! !     ❞    she shoves the plushie up to his face only putting it down to look at it herself. she turns to him ears perked and with a grin that just screamed  ‘ overly excited ’  in more way than one.

–「 A flicker of blue passes by your lookstubs, which you don’t pay much mind at first. Plenty of things in the world are blue, many of which aren’t John. But you’ve thought about him a few times, granted. You saw him as the light left your eyes, once, the first time you died. The time at the hands of Jade’s grandma, right before your real death. He was screaming like a complete chutewhiff about it, which, you can’t really chide him for. He’s probably never seen someone get a trident shoved through thier- 」

「 Oh. You freeze for just a little too long, and almost miss him for real, before stumbling forward like the fucking idiot you are. Because holy, *fuck* it is actually John. It figures, the one time functioning actually REQUIRES to use your driveling squawkblaster, you don’t know what to say.」

“HEY! OVER HERE YOU PAJAMA WEARING PISSBABY!!! WHO THE ABSOLUTE BULGESPLITTING FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? I HAVE A CALCIUM NUB TO PICK WITH YOU, SO GET YOUR SILK COVERED CHUTE OVER HERE!!! OH GOD DAMN IT, EGBERT! I’M TALKING TO *YOU* DIPSHIT!

WOW

HOW D4R3 31TH3R OF YOU C4LL M3 STR41GHT

you attach a note:

to at from eb

hey tavros! we haven’t met personally yet but i’ve heard about you from my friends and i think you sound really nice and cool! since christmas is the season of giving, i thought you might like some really good movies! let me know how you feel about them, okay? hopefully you like them!

john

    You vaguely remember this guy. He was on the SURVEILLANCE SCREENS you used mostly to talk to the WITCH, and he was here briefly in the city -- you think? Either way, you think you know him, but it’s amazing that he knows you enough to send you a gift! You’ve never been more FLATTERED. 

    You stack the DVDs on your coffee table, immediately absolving to watch them all that night, but you hesitate. There is a much better way you can pay this John guy back, as well as get to know him better, and these REALLY GOOD MOVIES are the key!

    You check your CELLPHONE, only to find that John’s name has yet to be listed. Figures; he must be really new. Might be worth trying something else.

   TO: turntechGodhead    FROM: adiosToreador

[ TXT ] hIIII, dAVE, [ TXT ] cOULD YOU FORWARD A MESSAGE FOR ME, [ TXT ] tO, uHH, jOHN, [ TXT ] fROM ME, tAVROS,

Unfortunately, that seemed to be the case here! One quick and almost too forceful bump that lead to glasses falling or flying?! He wasn’t sure! There was, however, a fumble on Jon’s part to catch the correct pair.. If he had his abilities he may have been able to catch both pairs and match them correctly... With his abilities blocked, however, he was only able to make a few weak attempts at grabbing the glasses in the air before dropping to his knees to clumsily grab the first pair he could reach-- 

❝Ah--?!❞

These weren’t his?! Be it the prescription he didn’t need or the feel of the frames on his nose, Jon just knew it. ❝My bad.. I think these are yours!❞ Time for a quick swap! Without waiting, he had already started swapping what were unassumingly his original frames with the ones he’d picked up with the stranger.. A silly smile formed on the boy’s face once the other’s glasses were back on their rightful nose.

❝There! Much better... Right?❞

He noticed a child who appeared to be by himself, and Richter couldn’t help feeling a bit concerned. It might’ve been that protective instinct he’d had ever since Aster came into his life, but he’d rather ignore that, and pretend like it was just because he’d recently met that kid Emil.

“Hey, isn’t it a bit dangerous for a kid like you to be wandering around by yourself? Shouldn’t you be in school or something?”