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[JunJou Romantica]

Abassi hesitated to ask for help again since he would feel more like a pest than ever if he knocked. So, his brain was fighting fears which basically looked like him taking the slowest steps while shaking. He could just ask someone else. But, it seemed no one was really passing through the hallway. He gave in and gave a light, panicked knock, and then composed himself.

[Reaper *]

-Travis-
He was awake in an instant, blinkin' a few times as he slowly realized what the faint noise had been. He pushed himself up with a groan, turnin' to sit up, then stand, rubbin' the sleep out of his eyes and off his face as he went to the door to open it. He found Abassi, who looked like he was trying' to not act extremely nervous, leanin' his shoulder against the doorway to watch him for a moment. "Yes?" He had the look of someone who'd literally just woken up, his hair stickin' up in unruly spikes and flattened slightly on one side, his eyes seemed a darker blue than usual, and his voice was somewhat rougher.

[JunJou Romantica]

"D-Do" his voice cracked, his cheeks blushing lightly. "they serve dinner here or do I have to go out to eat? " he folding the paper up quickly.

[Reaper *]

He just stared at him for a long two minutes, the question eventually sinkin' into his still-fuzzy mind. "Oh. Yeah. You can either eat what they serve or go out for dinner." He blinked again, almost entranced by Abassi's appearance. Which, in his current state, he kinda was.

[JunJou Romantica]

"Just in the lunch room down the halls?" he pointed basically, but returned his hand and he pulled up his pants a little since they were beginning to shuffle down the tinniest bit. "And is there a time for it or. ."

[Reaper *]

-Travis-
He cleared his throat, glancin' at the black watch that encircled his left wrist. As if to avoid followin' the motion of his hand. "Well. Yeah. They should be servin' somethin' in about ten minutes from now." He rubbed the back of his neck, watchin' him with a curious gaze. "Want me to come with you, or..?"

[JunJou Romantica]

Abassi smiled and nodded, "I would like that." and his cheeks blushed lightly, his wings relaxing as the tips touched the floor briefly.

[Reaper *]

-Travis-
"Mmk. Give me a minute." He stepped back to shut the door, pullin' his shirt off to switch it for a clean white V-neck tee. He didn't bother to tuck it in, or get his trenchcoat on, takin' a few seconds to unsuccessfully tame his spiked hair before reopenin' the door to step into the hallway. "Alright. Let's go eat."

[JunJou Romantica]

He nodded, zipping up his lilac-colored jacket, beginning to walk. "so what is fun to do here" he asks, glimpsing over. "I know there are sports teams and clubs... Are you in one of those things?" Abassi shoved his hands in his pockets

[Reaper *]

-Travis-
"Nope." He kept his gaze focused on the hallway ahead of them, his thumbs tucked into his jeans to pull them down his lean waist a bit. "There's art, photography, journalism, um.." He gnawed his lower lip in thought, the action of course an unconscious habit. It was almost impressive he hadn't chewed a hole yet. "..well, you get the idea."