liveindarkness | [Limelight] Continuations

[pulling on Forte's pants. they're a little tight at the waist but honestly not a big deal since they were so baggy to start with]

You should comb your hair, too.

What...? You mean fancy? I don't have any of my stuff on me.

Don't worry, you can use my comb.

. . . Fine. I'll figure something out with it.

[hands him his comb

somehow this is also lux and expensive

don't ask me how]

[Just stares down at it. Seriously...? Anyway, he'll begin to try and style his hair a bit. It's kind of unruly...

So he'll glance around to see if there's any product in the room.]

[yeah there's some on the dresser.

it's also lux and expensive. smells like the hair product Aphelion used to use...]

[ . . .

From the moment he sprays it into his hands to use, he pauses. Ah...]

[it's not very heavily scented, but still familiar

Moray is still watching, puzzled by this reaction, but then it hits him.

...that's right, these are Aphelion's things.]

[He hesitates for a moment, hands lingering in front of him like maybe he just wants to wipe it off...

But after a moment he gives himself a shake.]

This is stupid.

[what is stupid? He's not even sure what he's directing his words to. He finally puts it in his hair and frowns while staring in the mirror, messing around to find a style that he feels content with.]

. . . I told you it doesn't suit me.

[The styled hair doesn't actually look bad. He just seems less familiar with it than anything.]

[peering over his shoulder at the mirror]

No, it doesn't. But it's interesting to see you wearing a different style.

Yeah, well... maybe we oughta mess around with your hair a little bit too.

That's true. This hairstyle doesn't really go with your clothes...

[ruffling his hair until his bangs fall out of their neat left part]

[He turns around to mess with it a little more. It's casual like this.

. . . He's reminded of when he came to his concert, dressed differently from his normal preppy look.

Well. When his past self had, anyway.]

There.

[submits to Forte's fussing without complaint]

How do I look?

Like a good ole fashioned punk. It looks good on you though.

[Seeing him dressed in his own clothes feels kinda...

Well, he's not gonna let himself think about things.]

Ready to meet your friend?

[seeing Forte dressed in his clothes feels kinda... and Moray is definitely thinking about it]

Jem isn't my friend, she's my senior.

Can't she be both? You like her well enough, don't you?

...Yes. I do like her. I've learned a lot from Jem.

Then it sounds like you're friends to me.

Oh.

If you say so.

. . . Well, I can't decide that you are or not. But if you like being around someone and enjoy their company, and they seem to like you in return, then it's probably a pretty safe bet. Saying things like 'they aren't my friend' to someone who shows you a lot of thought or consideration might really offend them, you know?

You have a lot of thoughts about this, don't you?

I'm just a helpful kinda guy.

Hahaha... You definitely aren't.

Can't believe you're doubting me here after giving you solid advice.

You're not helpful at all.

My helpful ass is gonna follow yours over tot eh rage room now since apparently, someone needs my help?

[He's going with that.]

So lets go.

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