maybe there's nothing

[yougotthatwrong]

Characters: Makoto Naegi and OPEN
Setting: Dorm Floors
Format: bracketspam!
Summary: He's tired, he just wanted to sleep.
Warnings: Suicidal thoughts, possible death.

[Spring // Everywhere]
[Maizono-san left.

Again.

To him, this chilling rain fit his current mood all too well as he just stood there in the hallways, trudging through silently as he did nothing of sorts to even protect himself. In fact, he was too tired that the only thing he could do was to walk on and try to get his bearings together. February and March at this point, could go to hell for all he care- but that'd be too strong a word for him, hell.

But it's really fitting, since this tower could be comparable to that.

His thoughts were interrupted as he collapsed on a heap, exhaustion, hunger and the cold finally getting to him as he just lied there on the ground, looking as if he's about to die.]

Comments

[yougotthatwrong]

A long while.

[That's all he can remember for now without delving too deep into his memories.]

[primordial]

Oh, I see. I've only been here for a short while, myself.

[He glances at the wet ground, eyes following the little ripples and such that the raindrops are making from the ceiling.]

I feel really sorry for people like you, you know? Because you had to go through so much in such a long period of time...I don't know how you do it.

[yougotthatwrong]

..you just pick yourself up, dust it off, and keep on walking, I guess.

[sounds like a normal advice from someone who had suffered a lot of mental breaking things in this place.]

[primordial]

...

[He frowns sadly at that, hand reaching up to brush a stray hair out of his eye.]

Yeah. Guess that's all you can do, huh. That's what I've done, at least.

[yougotthatwrong]

Well, having friends would help too, I guess...

[support and all that...]

[primordial]

Oh, definitely. I've never been good at keeping friends, though. They all leave...

[His gaze turns to Naegi, watching his reaction intently.]

But I'm sure you have lots of friends who wouldn't do that, heh.

[yougotthatwrong]

And I'm sure I wouldn't do that to you.

[Yes, he just said what you think he said.]

[primordial]

[There's a long pause...and he raises an eyebrow, mouth gaping a bit before he manages to speak:]

B-but we just met. You would do something like that? For a total stranger?

[yougotthatwrong]

You helped me, so it's only fair, right?

[yeah, he doesn't see anything wrong with it!]

[primordial]

Huh?

[Wow, this guy is going to be easier to use than he thought.]

How did I help? I mean, I just came over to see if you were okay...

[yougotthatwrong]

Well, you got me out from feeling down, so...

[Hm.]

I guess I owe you one.

[primordial]

I did?

[He seems quite surprised by that, jaw dropping slightly before he shakes his head.]

Oh, no, really! It's nothing, you...you don't need to do anything for me, it's alright. Really!

[yougotthatwrong]

It doesn't feel right, though...

[yeah, he really doesn't.]

[primordial]

It doesn't?

[A sheepish look creeps on his face, and he stares at the puddles in front of him, as if expecting to find the answer there.]

Alright...alright! Fine, I guess. You seem really intent on it...but really, you don't have to do anything for me...

[yougotthatwrong]

It's alright, really...!

[he's just that friendly!]

[primordial]

Are you sure??

[wow is this the most awkward conversation or what?]

[yougotthatwrong]

Of course I am!

[they're the most awkward things. really.]

[primordial]

But- ugh, fine. I guess I can't argue against someone as nice as you...

[yougotthatwrong]

R-right. Anyways, let's get going, shall we?

[to wherever that's not here he guessed.]