Hacking #08: Memories

[technologic]

Characters: April and anyone else!
Setting: Floor 28, Floor 100 and Dorm Room 2-04 (Locked to Aleph).
Format: Brackets to start with, but I can match you!
Summary: In which April practices music and then later gets hit with a bad cause of homesickness.

[Floor 28]
[April has recently started to teach herself how to play the piano, and today she can be found in the music room practising. She... isn't really that good though, and judging by how she winces everytime she messes up, she seems very aware of this fact. But hey, at least she's trying!

And at least she's using a book to help her, even if she does keep messing up often.]

[Floor 100]
[April tended to avoid this floor. The moment she saw the scenery, she walked right through this floor. But today she had stopped, now looking at the sight of a big, old, decaying building within a ruined city. She didn't really know why... Maybe she missed home, and just wanted to see it, even if it was only a hologram.

… She didn't realize she missed home this much, and she can't help the wince when her hand goes through the wall of the fake building.]

[Dorm Room 2-04. Locked to Aleph.]
[Aleph had said that she could talk to him anytime, right? So why was she so nervous about knocking on his room door? Every time she tried to knock, she would pull back before moving to leave and then convincing herself that she should talk to him, even if she's nervous about it. It takes a few repeats of this cycle before she gathers up the nerve to shakily knock on his door.]

Comments

[alephbet]

Great, we've got that covered. [And she didn't smack him for his pun.]

[technologic]

[Hey, she found it funny. Even if it was a bad pun.] Yep.

... And, um, thank you, Aleph.

[alephbet]

Any time, and I mean it.

[technologic]

[She gives him a faintly amused look, and then shakes her head.] ... It's all right. Don't worry, I won't be bugging you like this again.

[alephbet]

[That gets a look of concern.] Why not?

[technologic]

I-I don't want to bother you.

[alephbet]

You're not bothering me.

[technologic]

... How? I mean, I told you what m-my parents thought of me, so I had thought...

[She trails off and frowns to herself.]

[alephbet]

I'm glad you did. It sounded like something you needed to get off your chest.

[technologic]

[She blinks up at him, her frown deepening even more.] But... y-you don't think I'm a... well, waste? L-like they did?

[alephbet]

You're not a waste. Not at all.

[technologic]

[She stares at him in surprise. And her expression becomes even more shocked when she starts to tear up, so she ducks her head down.] I-I... T-thank you, Aleph...

[alephbet]

[He comes over and hugs her tightly.]

[technologic]

[She hugs back just as tightly, hiding her face in his shoulder as she tries not to cry.] I-I'm sorry...

[alephbet]

You don't have to be sorry. It's alright.

[technologic]

I- [A small hiccup, before she keeps talking.] I-I didn't realize how much I had w-wanted to hear that... T-that I'm not a w-waste...

[alephbet]

As many times as you need to hear it, I'll tell you.

[technologic]

... W-why? Why would you- [Sniff and another hiccup.] W-why would you do that for me?

[alephbet]

Because you're important to me.

[technologic]

B-but I don't want to be a bother to you.

[alephbet]

If I needed comfort you wouldn't think I was a bother.

[technologic]

O-of course! I wouldn't even consider thinking of you like that.

[alephbet]

Then isn't it the same for me?

[technologic]

I thought... I... [She shakily sighs.] I t-thought after hearing all that y-you wouldn't w-want to be around me anymore.

[alephbet]

No way. I'm just as determined to stay by your side, April.