INTRO LOG

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[[Exactly what it says on the tin! This is just an initial log to sort of get things started and is largely freeform, open to (but not limited to):

-Meetings before classes start
-First day business
-Dorm shenanigans meetings
-First classes in progress
-or whatever the heck else you want to do for beginning-of-term things!

There's a CR meme up now for some initial planning if you like, or feel free to just hop in here.]]

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[He's more serious at that, turning to face Ryan despite their close proximity.]

Don't waste your time on that. There's a million like me out there. You're the rare one. Get pissed off for all of us and you'll -

[- be him. Be John. And at gunpoint, he might admit that he likes how laid-back and relaxed Ryan is in comparison to his own temper.]

- it's just a waste of time. It's how it works. Don't take on other peoples' shit.

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[The rare one, huh? That stops his thoughts short as he blinks over at John, head slightly tilted- there's something he can't help but like hearing about that statement, even if he can't put a finger on it. Maybe just the almost-admission that he likes how Ryan is, doesn't think he should change.]

Can't make any promises. Feelings are feelings, you know? It's not like I can just switch them off and not be mad about it.

But I'll try.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Bleeding heart. Probably the worst place to bleed out of, you know.

[He's grinning, though, taking it for what it is. Anger is miles better than pity, and if someone's worrying about him - well, he opened up the damn conversation. This is a situation he set up himself, knowing what Ryan was like.

Maybe it feels good to have someone give a shit. And maybe that's dangerous, but maybe Petre is right about him being lonely. It doesn't mean he needs this. He just - wants it.]

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[Ryan sets a hand over his heart, head tipping back, eyes shut.]

Oh god, no, I'm dying of feelings, it's horrible.

[It's as dramatic as he can possibly make it- but it doesn't last long before he cracks an eye open to glance over at John, unable to help grinning back.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

You say that like it can't happen.

[It's never that direct, but it sure as hell can happen. Even with that warning, though, he's still smiling in return and chuckling -

- but now it's sinking in how close they are. He can feel little spots of warmth where Ryan's much longer leg is pressed against his, and their heads would probably touch if John were to lean his back as well. How did they get so close?

What does it even matter for god's sake? Even if Ryan does have a crush on him, he's sensible about it. The room just feels - oddly warm with someone so close.]

You're not stupid, though. You might make it through.

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I like to think so, yeah. Promise I'll be just fine if it does happen.

[Not that he's entirely brushing off the warning, he does get it, but- it's not a problem, not yet.

In fact, things are pretty okay at the moment. He's feeling better about the argument now that he gets where it came from, he knows John's still good with him, being right here is comfortable (and John's not rejecting the contact, on top of that.)]

(this is kinda nice)