•Pierre LeDene•

*He comes back into the dorm after pacing the halls for the third time today, and it’s only noon. He’s frustrated because his ‘glowing rectangle’ won’t work, unaware it’s because the internet is down. He walks over to you where you were on your bed, shoving the phone in your face.* “Make it do…google." *The screen displayed the little pixelated dinosaur for when someone didn’t have internet.*

*looks up from my sketchbook and blinks* uh pierre it's not working cause the internet's down *pushes the phone away gently* you need to like...take a break from that thing

*He furrows his brows, dropping the phone onto the bed.* "But...but google." *He says, as if that explains everything, looking over at you with a frustrated pout.*

*The smile vanishes instantly, replaced by his usual cold mask. He glares at you.* You're seeing things.

*grins* okay, whatever you say pierrot

*His glare intensifies at the nickname.* Don't call me that.

*He looks up, his dark eyes meeting yours. The usual coldness is gone, replaced by an unsettling depth.* It's the sound of a thousand heartbeats. All screaming, all at once.

*He doesn't pull away, merely lifting his head from your shoulder to glance at the phone screen.* Hmph. *His tone is flat, unimpressed.* Good. Now you can teach me what 'yeet' means.

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*her lips part slightly, revealing her sharp, white fangs*

*freezes completely, eyes widening* Impossible. *his own fangs retract in shock, staring down at her sleeping face*

*shifts slightly, a soft sigh escaping* Mm... *her fingers curl tighter around his sleeve, a small frown crossing her face in sleep*