hanging around || open starter
location: the roof of babylon rec center
date: 06/09/2142
status: open
The way Lucky saw it, he had a perfectly valid reason for being on the roof of the rec center. That reason was, of course, that it was much better outside than in.
It had been a little less than two months since he’d started school. And wasn’t that a whole new box of gears, he was in school. Holy fucking shit. He was pretty sure he’d said something along those lines when they told him they were going to send him to Shujin. Or perhaps it had been something more like are you fucking kidding me? Less than a year before, he’d been swiping pocket change and sleeping on balconies every other night. He wasn’t even really sure what he was supposed to do at school.
Learn, they’d told him. None of the learning Lucky had done in his life took place in a classroom, and he wasn’t entirely sure how to start. He felt foolish and restless, sitting in a desk shoulder-to-shoulder with two other students and staring at words he didn’t understand on a screen at the front of the room, while someone he didn’t know told him what he was supposed to know.
So yeah, it got a bit... much, sometimes. Even outside of class, just the environment of Sujin got a bit much. It was too nice, in a way, the lighting too bright and the people too clean as they went to school, to work, to wherever it was normal people were supposed to go. Lucky felt as though he stuck out like a sore thumb, clearly floundering while everyone else sidestepped politely around him.
Hence, the roof. Roofs were a place where Lucky felt more like himself, a place where he could go to get away from the environment of the university around him. Or at least, so he’d thought - no sooner had it crossed his mind that he heard a door opening behind him, and then footsteps approaching. Not moving from his position laying on his back, Lucky groaned and closed his eyes. “I know, I know, I’m not supposed to be up here. Give me like two minutes and I’ll leave. Just don’t write me up, please, and I’ll like... I dunno, give you an ice cream, or something.” He was already on probation, and the last thing he needed was for the Matrix to find out he’d gotten kicked out in less than two months.
