#songcode

Grey eyes watch him as he plays his video game. She’s not familiar with what game this is so she takes a seat nearby to watch. There’s a small sigh. “Have you been playing this all night?” Surely that wasn’t good for his eyes.

He knows the song, but the singing isn’t exactly following the original. No. It’s playful, bouncing. The blond keeps the beat, listening and adding up to the song merely at the chorus. Five short lines are sung with the new tempo before he stops, amused to have been incited into following along for the short instance it might have been. 

“ No, I wasn’t staring at you, nor was I actually talking to you... I-I’m sorry if it seemed that way! “ Lionel should know better than just starting to talk to himself out of nowhere. At least... when he’s around people. That he spaced out and practically looked into emptiness and just... spoke... is really a bad habit. “ I’ve been just thinking about stuff. Helps me concentrate when i actually say things out loud... “ A sigh, he shook his head, and then just laughed it off. “ I know I’m pretty odd. “

   “Hhhaaaah, seeing such a familiar face with such a tacky jacket really makes me glad red is my color.”

@songcode // s.c.

Bo watched the other climb into the reading nook beside him and get comfortable before he went back to his book. Maybe if he kept reading, the other wouldn’t talk to him.

(🐈) “That’s right, that’s right you are the demon huh? My little demon! How cute! Even if you smell so gross, but I can fix that can’t I?” Iza hugs him and instantly starts to press soft and gentle kisses on Psyche’s cheeks because, ‘ew Zuo smell.’