[open thread] so melancholy guys

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Characters: Julian, you.
Setting: Some common area; not the rec room. SHOCKING.
Content: The content of whatever happens.
Status: Open and incomplete.



[Julian is sprawled across some couch, propped up by a pillow and the armrest, a book open on his chest. Yes, Julian Keller is reading. Why? He has to, for one class or another. This one's for business and he's actually paying some attention to the words on the page, although every now and then he spaces out, looks off to the side. He's not bored or even necessarily tired anymore, just weary in a way that's starting to get under his skin.

It's quiet where he is; this is the living area most students don't frequent - it's usually occupied by the Cuckoos. Today, however, Julian's in it for the same reason he's been in it more often than the rec room all week: to avoid people. There's just something about what he's working through that makes him a bit anti-social.]

Comments

Re: RIGHT.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[At this, Julian just shrugs, even though Forge can't see it. He lifts a leg to balance his foot on the table, aimlessly opens his textbook. Isn't it obvious?] Just talk to her. Don't take no for an answer. S'what I do.

Re: RIGHT.

[forgingthings.livejournal.com]

[What he does. Lovely. Nothing about this conversation is helping Forge feel less jealous of Ali's relationships with other men. He sighs, glancing at the stereo. His work here is done, and so is this conversation, he thinks. After all, his mama did teach him if you don't have anything nice to say, it's best to say nothing at all; Forge is finding himself running out of amicable things to say to Julian.]

I'll try that. [He smiles, not letting his frustrations creep into his tone, and gets up and nodding at the shorter boy.] See you around, Julian. Let me know if anyone tries those speakers while you're around?