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[jurai]

Well, it worked out in the end. He doesn't hate me and...

I guess in some weird Eren way, he really cares about me. My heart just about fluttered

[motiv8]

Ah... that's really good. I really am glad to hear it.

...And, Crow, you do realize how questionable that sounds, right? I mean, I'm the last person who should be saying anything, considering, but...

[fiddlestick]

Don't worry Rean. I know Crow's not gonna steal Eren from me. They'd make a terrible couple.

[jurai]

Man, tough crowd...

Don't worry, whatever Eren and I have right now is strictly friendship


I'm kinda scared of anything more

[Did you know he eats his closest relatives?]

[motiv8]

Listen, I'm just saying, you can't say things like "heart fluttering" and not sound a little bit like a homewrecker.

...Definitely agreed on the terrible couple thing, though. Good thing he's already found a great match

[fiddlestick]

[A pause as he decides if it's worth going for it, but...just maybe it is]

Haha, you almost sound jealous yourself, Rean...

[motiv8]

Jealous of what? I swear, I didn't mean for that to happen with the bats, and I think I'd rather avoid getting hit by Eren again if I can!

[The point







Rean's head]

[jurai]

...



Care to share with the class, boys?

[What is going on. Bats? Eren punched him? Nan desu ka?]

[fiddlestick]

[Rean...you dumb, dumb boy. Elliot sighs to himself before resigning himself to the fact that Rean both missed the point and ratted himself out]

It's not that big a deal. Rean and I got trapped by one of those mistletoe bats, and so to get away, Rean had to kiss me on the cheek.

Then he told Eren about it before I did. Eren was upset he didn't hear it from me first, so...he hit him.

[motiv8]

Yeah, basically that.

Surprising no one, Eren hits hard. Would rather avoid that again. So.

[jurai]

And you call me the homewrecker

Yeah, I've been headbutt and smacked by him. I don't think the guy's done gentle

[fiddlestick]

Neither of you are homewreckers.

He can be gentle! At least he is with me.

[motiv8]

I know, I know. Eren and I are good now, anyway, so it's fine.

And he'd better be, otherwise I'd think both of us would have words!

[DO NOT HURT ELLIOT

A couple minute pause.]

Ah, Elliot, about how far away are you?

[fiddlestick]

Haha, don't worry. Eren's not that type of boyfriend.

[HE'D DIE SO MANY TIMES.]

I'm almost there! Your dorm's in sight now.

[motiv8]

Good! Because I'd kill him if he were. 😊 I imagine I'd have to get in line, though

Also good, I'll head down to meet you... I, uh, may have opened up the deeper one again.

[fiddlestick]

You did what???

No! Stay where you are!

[jurai]

[Rean you dumb shit.]

...

Elliot, look for rubbing alcohol in his medicine cabinet before you close it up, just in case

I'm counting on you!

BIG DECK ENERGY is now offline.

[motiv8]

You can't get in if I don't come down! I wrapped my hand in a bunch of paper towels, don't worry, it's not like I'm leaking everywhere!

...Wait Crow why did you log off. Crow you had better not be skipping to come check on me I swear to god

[fiddlestick]

I have rubbing alcohol with me, don't worry Crow.

[AS FOR THIS ONE]

How about you worry about yourself instead of him for a couple minutes?

But fine. Meet me downstairs, and try to be really careful not to disturb the injury any further.

[motiv8]

[wow, called tf out... and mgghhh he can't even reasonably argue for himself here, so he just

doesn't respond, and once he sees Elliot approaching, opens the door for him. He looks rather like a dog with his tail between his legs, but hey. It doesn't look like he's totally bled through the wad of paper towels he has wrapped around his one hand yet? That's gotta be like one whole point in his favor?]

[fiddlestick]

[Elliot meanwhile will put his phone away and finishes the trek. When he sees Rean, he'll approach. If Rean think he's about to be scolded, Elliot doesn't look it. Honestly, he's still dealt with worse patients. Instead, he offers him a small smile]

Hey Rean. Sorry it took me so long to get over here. Do you wanna go back to your room or is there somewhere else private we can go?

[He'd rather a bunch of people didn't watch his magic after all...too many questions]

[motiv8]

[Rean seems a little relieved at not being scolded any further, at least.]

Yeah, we can head back up to my room. I kinda figured that would be what happened.

[He waves his good hand for Elliot to follow as he goes back to the elevator, hitting the button to open it. Thankfully, it hasn't gone far since Rean stepped off, so it's there and open for them to board shortly thereafter.

Rean punches in the button for his floor (still with his good hand! He can be a good dog!) and flops back against the wall with a sigh.]

Who would have thought blackbirds would hurt so much...

[fiddlestick]

[wow a dorm building with a working elevator. What sorcery is this. But Elliot will follow along, holding onto his violin case with both hands in front of him]

Ehe, yeah no kidding.

I'm glad you called me though.

[motiv8]

[Looks like they've done renovations since you lived in the dorms, Elliot! Or Rean just lucked out...]

Yeah... thanks for coming all the way out here, by the way. I really owe you one.

[Ping! Looks like they've made it to Rean's floor, so once the door opens Rean's out and heading back toward his room.

Instinctively, he moves to retrieve his keys... with the hand that is currently wrapped in paper towel. That doesn't really do much other than shift the paper towel a little, but Rean winces.]

...Ow. Yeah, that's not gonna work. Ugh...

[Don't mind him digging out his keys and unlocking his door with his off hand. Graceful and smooth are not words one could use to describe him right now...]

[fiddlestick]

Oh, don't think anything of it. I'm happy to help.

[Rean seems like the type that has trouble asking for help, so this? was a very good step.

But oh, that looks awkward and painful]

H-Here, I can get the door... [He holds out his hand to either take the keys or at least open the door for him]