[ He's not even . . . Reading this right. When eyes hit extra words about the guy the rest is a blur that keeps making his stomach sink like an anchor out at sea, landing straight to the end of "Rent". He rubs his face again, feeling the need to do something— drive, speed through a straight, hear his car's motor roar, listen to some Killswitch. There's nothing like lyrical screaming. Maybe he can visit Tifa on the way.
Why he was even this upset was beyond him. Maybe he just had some sort of predisposition.
But the thought of seeing Elliot so soon tore at him even further. He didn't want to. Well, he wanted to, but the sooner he can get over it and stop being a shit, the better. He doesn't lie to him, but— he doesn't make concrete plans either. He sends the date of his graduation, family and friends would be there anyway. A Saturday morning. ]
you know how much i love parties
[ Not a lot. Okay, he didn't need to say that, as joking as he wanted it to sound. Maybe he should just stop, before he looks suspicious. ]
Haha, you mean not at all? Well, we can always sneak away.
[Right. Just try to inject a bit of normalcy. Elliot has never been too fond of parties either. The only time he felt comfortable in a room with that many people was if he had an instrument in his hand]
[He types all of those out and deletes them before hitting send. Something seems...off about Eren's messages, but maybe he's just reading into things too much. His nerves are making him see things that aren't there.]
ok. ttyl.
[He forces himself to put away his phone, he has to get ready. But you better believe he'll be anxiously checking throughout the night.]
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Why he was even this upset was beyond him. Maybe he just had some sort of predisposition.
But the thought of seeing Elliot so soon tore at him even further. He didn't want to. Well, he wanted to, but the sooner he can get over it and stop being a shit, the better. He doesn't lie to him, but— he doesn't make concrete plans either. He sends the date of his graduation, family and friends would be there anyway. A Saturday morning. ]
you know how much i love parties
[ Not a lot. Okay, he didn't need to say that, as joking as he wanted it to sound. Maybe he should just stop, before he looks suspicious. ]
I'll see you around then
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Well, we can always sneak away.
[Right. Just try to inject a bit of normalcy. Elliot has never been too fond of parties either. The only time he felt comfortable in a room with that many people was if he had an instrument in his hand]
I'll be there.
I'm really proud of you.
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thanks
we'll see what we do k 👌🏻
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What's wrong?Are you mad-I'm sorry-[He types all of those out and deletes them before hitting send. Something seems...off about Eren's messages, but maybe he's just reading into things too much. His nerves are making him see things that aren't there.]
ok.
ttyl.
[He forces himself to put away his phone, he has to get ready. But you better believe he'll be anxiously checking throughout the night.]