[ Oria does his best to sit up again and grabs his glasses case to put them on. He can finally see things instead of photoshop 64px gaussian blur everywhere. ]
You don't like this kind of stuff though, right? You're not good at hiding it.
Yup! It's all scripted drama, but some people can't separate their feelings from acting and the real thing so they end up going out for real after the show.
[ But horrible adults is what Oria is used to seeing, but just not in a romantic quad love spat-sort of way. Sinclair is free to take that long, steamy hot shower. ]
[Ahh, better. While he's in the shower, he takes a moment for everything from last night to sink in. Oh, they kissed. He confessed properly. Oria returned his feelings. Everything was fine? Good? Except Oria was sick now so--aaaaaaaaaaaa]
[ Oria's still sick, but even so, he already fully understands the weight of his decisions and has been pretty happy. It's just that he's sick so he can't properly convey it. But know that he is joyous in his heart... or something.
Much more joy than the latest episode of The Bachelor. Damn. This episode sucks. Why did Irene cheat on this guy with the trash man... ]
[ He's just Overwhelmed. He's quick about his shower, drying his hair gently on low heat before he changes into a fresh set of clothes, throwing everything else into his hamper. It's still raining and cold. He's going to crawl back into bed with his new book, peering at the screen]
I can understand like maybe the slightly tsun types [ this oria also dabbles in anime ], but outright mean? Wooing me while being mean? That's not happening. I'd punch them first. I'm not dating anyone who can't handle their emotions properly.
[ He'd create drama... by fighting the cast. Totally. ]
[Sinclair probably watched a few things with Oria in this verse, so he understands the reference this time at least. He'll just lean against Oria a little, as he gets comfortable. Oria can keep watching and Sinclair can read his book]
But you wouldn't be on a show like this to begin with.
[Sinclair gets it though...why would you fall in love with someone who was mean?]
[Ugh, Sinclair's skin is crawling thinking about having cameras stuck on you all the time and having to play a certain role while the masses yell at you online. No thanks]
[Oh. Sinclair smiles, gently nudging Oria to rest against him]
Yeah. If you'd like to listen...
[When Oria is comfortable, Sinclair will begin reading. For all of Sinclair's nerves about public speaking, when he's content and comfortable himself, he has a good reading voice]
[ Oria leans against Sinclair, getting himself comfortable before Sinclair reads out the text to him. He hasn't read any of the author's works, but the way Sinclair reads it out loud makes him feel immersed in it when he closes his eyes. He can picture everything so vividly. It's...
... relaxing.
He doesn't make any commentary either, because he doesn't want to interrupt him. It looks like he's having fun too. ]
[Sinclair's voice is soft, gentle, the words falling between them with its own power.]
...So many years I had spent as a child sifting his bright features for his thoughts, trying to glimpse among them one that bore my name. But he was a harp with only one string, and the note it played was himself.
[It's a good book. And he's glad that Oria wants to share it with him]</small.
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[ Nothing like adult drama to popcorn over. ]
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[Ok then. Sinclair will log in as requested, and pull up the latest episode]
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[ Oria does his best to sit up again and grabs his glasses case to put them on. He can finally see things instead of photoshop 64px gaussian blur everywhere. ]
You don't like this kind of stuff though, right? You're not good at hiding it.
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It makes people seem terrible.
[Adults, specifically. Well, if Oria is content, Sinclair will duck into the bathroom and have his long awaited shower. Hot water please be available]
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[ But horrible adults is what Oria is used to seeing, but just not in a romantic quad love spat-sort of way. Sinclair is free to take that long, steamy hot shower. ]
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Much more joy than the latest episode of The Bachelor. Damn. This episode sucks. Why did Irene cheat on this guy with the trash man... ]
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Oh, did something happen?
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That busty brunette dumped this actual nice guy for this trash man. I guess cold and mean guys are still in the vogue or whatever.
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That's just what the audience of these shows like though, right?
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[ Yeah. Yeah.......................... ]
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...I feel like you probably would.
[Oria, please. The show is designed for drama]
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[ He'd create drama... by fighting the cast. Totally. ]
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But you wouldn't be on a show like this to begin with.
[Sinclair gets it though...why would you fall in love with someone who was mean?]
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[ Laughter bubbles from Oria. ]
Can you imagine? Going by the script like that and tarnish your own rep... whew.
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[Ugh, Sinclair's skin is crawling thinking about having cameras stuck on you all the time and having to play a certain role while the masses yell at you online. No thanks]
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Anyway, I'm done watching. What are you reading?
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Wanna read it out loud for me?
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Yeah. If you'd like to listen...
[When Oria is comfortable, Sinclair will begin reading. For all of Sinclair's nerves about public speaking, when he's content and comfortable himself, he has a good reading voice]
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... relaxing.
He doesn't make any commentary either, because he doesn't want to interrupt him. It looks like he's having fun too. ]
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...So many years I had spent as a child sifting his bright features for his thoughts, trying to glimpse among them one that bore my name. But he was a harp with only one string, and the note it played was himself.
[It's a good book. And he's glad that Oria wants to share it with him]</small.