Characters: Kyle and Zach
Setting: The Courtyard, morning
Kyle knew he was twitching. How could he not be? Adam was down in the court room getting who knew what punishment for hitting a guy who, by all rights, deserved far more than what he got. If you believed Adam - which Kyle did, without a shadow of a doubt.
Sure, the artist knew he could have turned up for the hearing, but he had concluded that would be a bad idea. He had barely been able to keep his temper in check last night. He doubted his presence there would do Adam any favours at all. So, he'd stayed away - and twitched. After he'd returned to his room, he had sorted all his works, tidied his room some. He had taken a shower and changed. He'd actually laid down to sleep at one point (sitting the best part of the night on the floor, leaning against bars, was not a great inducement for quality sleep...), but he hadn't been able to get his mind to settle. In the end, he'd left and gone for a walk. He hoped some air would clear his head and maybe he'd find something to distract himself with.
Zach was still growing accustomed to things, but being out in the open was a new thing he was learning to enjoy. He had his book, reading in the courtyard, intent on putting distance between himself and his room.
( Unusual )