Entry tags:
buttons are important guys
Characters: Shoujou[Walking briskly – practically running – down the hallway with one hand clutching a stack of papers and the other holding his shirt closed tight against his chest, Shoujou looks like the classic example of a student too tired to dress himself: the ribbon left untied around his collar, vest hanging loosely around his shoulders, white shirt unbuttoned and untucked. He's not really doing a good job of keeping himself covered up, but thankfully, his pants are on mostly right – with the exception of the button being undone, but he’s got the belt on despite that.]
Format: Anything!
This log is: Closed to new threads!
Location: The hallway outside White 1-B.
Summary: Half-dressed ex-student council officer trying to find people he knows.
[Muttering things about “Tougyu-senpai’s here” and “El wouldn’t be on the list,” Shoujou knows he’s going to get a lot of questions in the next five minutes.]
[He's still not gonna like it.]
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... Er. Well... Um. I'm not sure how pleased either of us is with this meeting, but I'll let you go on your way. [She says with a faintly amused smile and shrugs. It wasn't too horrible, after all. With Shoujou letting up, Grenn's back to feeling more relaxed about the whole thing.]
Just a warning, though... Even with people aware everybody loses memories when they come here, I'm not sure how many's gonna assume you've forgotten how to dress yourself instead of... something else. [She feels kinda sorry for him, considering what that sort of dressed-but-not-really situation could imply.]
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I-I already know that! You don't have to... tell me...!
[And, looking like he's one more comment short of storming off again.] Ugh, it doesn't matter! They can think whatever they want!
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That sort of attitude is always good to have... [Grenn pauses and blinks, not used at saying something even remotely snappy when it might be called for.]
... I, er. Hope you find whoever you're looking for, if you're actually looking for someone. [Yes. Very smooth. Internal eyeroll.]
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[Cue a pause as he awkwardly tries to remember his manners.] Thank you. I'm, um, sure I will. [Another pause as he tries to think of something to say in return, but can't really think of anything, so he just nods his head.] If you'll excuse me...