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Week 15: Wednesday
Who: Kin and Lin
When: A little after noon
Where: The library!
Having just gotten out of his first class of the morning, Kin was making his lazy ass way toward the library. He needed to finish up some paper work for his philosophy class, even if he kept falling asleep during each lesson. Not really his fault. He always found the lectures to be a bit boring, plus he wasn't much of a morning/afternoon person. Being a night owl was his thing. Stay up all night, staring off into space, or painting. Though lately, he has been hanging out on his laptop. Doing nothing but looking things up that other kids seem to like this day and age.
It still felt weird that he was older then a lot of the students. If he met someone who was a year or two older than him, then maybe he would think differently. But so far, no such luck.
Was it wrong to feel like a brother figure to some of these kids? He'd love to have a sibling of some kind, be it girl or boy. Though he might get along with the girls more. And we're not going to get into why. That's a secret best left for the closet. If he ever feels like jumping out of it any time soon.
But for now, he was doing his best to try and find the book he wrote done to finish his paper. The class didn't start till later, but he always felt like he had no time. A little frustrated, he threw what books he had in his arms and kept looking. Of course he heard that audible "shhh" go around, causing a light blush to come creeping up his neck and into his cheeks. Moving his mouth with the word "sorry" over and over again wasn't making him feel any better. Now all he wanted to do was run out of there and just finish his paper in his room.
He can't! He needs to find that freaking book.
Sighing heavily and running both hands through those long honey blond locks, Kin went off to search for that missing book. Asking one of the librarians to help would end this long journey. Let's just say he wasn't much of the talking and asking for the help kind of guy. He gets nervous right away, and can't really spit out what he wants. So, being in one aisle and standing on tip-toes, was the best way to be his own helping hand.
When: A little after noon
Where: The library!
Having just gotten out of his first class of the morning, Kin was making his lazy ass way toward the library. He needed to finish up some paper work for his philosophy class, even if he kept falling asleep during each lesson. Not really his fault. He always found the lectures to be a bit boring, plus he wasn't much of a morning/afternoon person. Being a night owl was his thing. Stay up all night, staring off into space, or painting. Though lately, he has been hanging out on his laptop. Doing nothing but looking things up that other kids seem to like this day and age.
It still felt weird that he was older then a lot of the students. If he met someone who was a year or two older than him, then maybe he would think differently. But so far, no such luck.
Was it wrong to feel like a brother figure to some of these kids? He'd love to have a sibling of some kind, be it girl or boy. Though he might get along with the girls more. And we're not going to get into why. That's a secret best left for the closet. If he ever feels like jumping out of it any time soon.
But for now, he was doing his best to try and find the book he wrote done to finish his paper. The class didn't start till later, but he always felt like he had no time. A little frustrated, he threw what books he had in his arms and kept looking. Of course he heard that audible "shhh" go around, causing a light blush to come creeping up his neck and into his cheeks. Moving his mouth with the word "sorry" over and over again wasn't making him feel any better. Now all he wanted to do was run out of there and just finish his paper in his room.
He can't! He needs to find that freaking book.
Sighing heavily and running both hands through those long honey blond locks, Kin went off to search for that missing book. Asking one of the librarians to help would end this long journey. Let's just say he wasn't much of the talking and asking for the help kind of guy. He gets nervous right away, and can't really spit out what he wants. So, being in one aisle and standing on tip-toes, was the best way to be his own helping hand.
