meme for pocky /high school AU meme

[insinning]

[1.This is sure a thing, don't question the time-loop continuum and go with it] [2. Now with a high school AU]

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[insinning]

[ Sinclair is too sensible to consider whaling... the grind will be real though.]

We got lucky then.

[last two for the day even. Good thing Oria didn't take more than twenty minutes with the bully smackdown]

[dissimulative]

[ If anyone was easy, it's the bullies. ]

Yeaaah, super lucky.

[ Oria wasn't already in a good mood, but it looks like the fight relieved some of his stress, so he doesn't look as grumpy. In fact, he seems the same as he usually is.

He goes up to pay for both ice cream without letting Sinclair interfere (if he would) and immediately starts eating his own. He'll take time with it, since it's a new one. ]

Wanna go back to the dorm and work on your report right away or take a walk around campus to delay the inevitable?

[insinning]

[ Sinclair wanted to pay though...but he'll let it go. Sinclair's looking at Oria thoughtfully, and he'll take Oria's free hand without really thinking about it while they eat their ice creams]

Let's take a walk. I don't wanna think about the report.

[ And maybe some fresh air will do them both some good]

[dissimulative]

[ Sinclair, please... it's due the next day. Oria won't say no though. It's a bad decision that he's willingly making, so that's that. Sinclair taking his hand feels natural, so he doesn't think much of it. Oria does it to him too without much thought.

So Oria nods and walks out of the cafeteria with Sinclair. During their walk, they come across Oria's friend (the one who died in the gang crossfire and the one that enjoyed photography), Cethin.

"Oria, is Sinclair your new date already--"

Cethin gets a skillful chuck of the ice cream stick harshly flung to his forehead, which makes him yelp and flinch. ]

Hey, what was that? Sounded like someone wants to get beaten the fuck up.

[insinning]

[ It's fine... probably. Mostly Sinclair finds Faust horribly boring to read so he'll put it off to complete an all nighter.

Sinclair glances between the two of them and gives Oria's hand a tiny squeeze before pointedly tugging hin gently away]

Ah--I think you beat up enough people today.

[Cethin's comment is definitely weird though. It's not like it's out of the ordinary or anything for them to hold hands. ]

[dissimulative]

[ But it's definitely more prominent after Oria got dumped, so unfortunately for Sinclair and Oria, Cethin continues.

"You two should just go out already when you're already holding hands like that--"

Oria kicks his shoe off, flinging it right at Cethin's face. That's a loud smack and the attacker looks over at Sinclair. ]

I need my shoe back.

[ This, too, is normal. ]

[insinning]

C-Cethin...

[ Sinclair will just ignore that comment, and all the implications that come with it. Besides the shoe makes it clear what Oria thinks of that]

...try not to lose your other shoe.

[ Sinclair will let go of Oria's hand so Oria can retrieve his shoe. And he's probably not going to try very hard at all to defend Cethin if his comments continue. He has an ice cream to finish anyway.]

[dissimulative]

I'll keep it on.

[ Oria goes over to retrieve his shoe but not before smacking Cethin's forehead. ]

Mind your own business, or I'm not taking you to the photoshoot spot.

[ Cethin grumbles. Wow?? ]

[insinning]

...maybe I should go back to our dorm to finish my homework after all.

[ It's so nice Oria and Cethin are such good friends. Sinclair watches them in bemusement, waiting for Oria to put his shoe back on]

I'll see you later, Cethin. [ He'll just help skip right past the awkwardness of Cethin's comments. Nothing to see here, definitely nothing out of the ordinary!!]

Oria, you finished?

[ The fresh air was nice but clearly Oria wasn't going to get much peace around people today]

[dissimulative]

[ The woes of being the popular kid (???)... Either way, he puts his shoe back on and returns to Sinclair's side. ]

Done! Let's go.

[ Oria holds Sinclair's hand and goes to lightly run to the dorms. ]

[insinning]

[ Popularity (?) is definitely scary (nvm Sinclair probably had his own minor brand now, ooph). He waves goodbye to Cethin and lets Oria pull him along, running off with him. When they return to the safety of their dorm room...]

...I wonder what that was about.

[dissimulative]

He's just messing around! Like usual.

[ Something like that. Oria immediately takes off the blazer jacket of the uniform and tosses it on the back of his own desk chair. And goes lie down on his back on the bed. ]

Ahhh, finally... time to relax.

[ As if he hasn't been doing that already....? ]

[insinning]

[Sinclair is a little more neat with his clothes. His school blazer is neatly hung up in his closet, and the tie comes off and hung up too. Better. He unpacks his bag, setting out his books on his desk before he finally sits down on the edge of Oria's bed looking down at him sympathetically as he holds out a small wrapped chocolate he had taken out of his bag. It's one of those specialty German ones Beatrice sent to him in a care package]

Long day?

[dissimulative]

I'm just glad to be out of classes!

[ He got dumped, but he's not moping about it all day. It's time to move on. One might even wonder if the people he dates have an impact on him at all. ]

Then I got to eat the new strawberry shortcake ice cream... life is good.

[ He certainly seems to like the small things at least as he takes the chocolate. ]

Just like this chocolate! Got some more from Beatrice?

[insinning]

Mm. [Sinclair smiles at him] She'll still be in Berlin for a little longer, so she's making sure to send back as many of the sweets as she can.

[While it's true Oria looks pretty relaxed...hm. Gently tapping Oria's forehead]

You do seem less grumpy than before.

[dissimulative]

Hm? Well, I'm away from all that. Classes are over and I have nothing to be grumpy about when I'm here and free.

[ Oria pops the chocolate into his mouth. Mmm... good stuff. ]

[insinning]

...well, you got away with using your phone in class at least.

[Sinclair looks at his desk gloomily. He really doesn't enjoy reading Faust at all, even in German]

[dissimulative]

Skill issue.

[ Yeah, he's saying this. ]

You want some sparknote summaries on it? I'm sure there are thousands online. Work smarter, not harder.

[insinning]

[ Sinclair reaches down, grabs one of Oria's pillows and gently smacks him with it. Rude]

No, Mr. Klein just sees everything...and there's no way I can get away with that. It's fine, I'll do it properly so he can't make me redo it.

[His pride wont let him, but also: it needs to be in German so]

[dissimulative]

As long as you learn something out of it, I guess.

[ Instead of relying on short term memory for exams. Oria get a face full of pillow before he can say anything more though. ]

You're still putting it off. You like my company more than homework?

[ Hehe. ]

[insinning]

[?]

Of course I do.

[He likes Oria's company, homework or no homework]

[dissimulative]

Should I distract you some more then?

[ Oria points over to their handheld game consoles. ]

[insinning]

[...]

You're a terrible influence.

[ But lets go]

[dissimulative]

I'm the greatest influence in existence!

[ Oria gets up and gets the consoles, handing one over to Sinclair. ]

What do you feel like getting your ass kicked in today? Tekken? Blazblue? Street Fighter? Something else?

[insinning]

[ Sinclair shoots Oria a sulky look as he reaches for a console]

Tekken. You won't win this time.