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яσвιи яє∂вяєαѕт ([personal profile] birdsbirdsbirds) wrote in [community profile] psychoshenanigans2016-10-08 08:22 pm
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HIGHSCHOOL AU // WHY DO WE DO THIS TO OURSELVES

[hey oh hey, it's just a normal day! he's sitting at his desk in his room at home, doing his homework, now that the self-congratulatory excitement of the previous day has sort of worn itself down. he's definitely looking forward to his and Tek's next meeting (or... date?) but he foolishly thinks there will be a period of reality to deal with before the snuggle-shark comes knocking again.

so, biology. chewing on the end of his pen while he tries to memorize vocab. there's a quiz on Friday, and his grade's been stuck at a solid C for one report card too long. it's hard to want to focus when there's still sun outside, though, and games to play... an internet to browse...

ugh, why can't plant anatomy be more interesting?? it's not like he's going to need to know this shit in the future...]
heresyandlace: (sits like a whore)

[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-10-09 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[this information will absolutely never come into play in their future lives. it's a totally worthless effort, which is maybe why Tek isn't even trying.

--either that, or the recent developments have been nothing but douses of indelible fuel thrown on the fire of his brain, and sitting down to focus on anything has become impossible.

whatever the reason, he's not at home like a good son should be, studying and trying to make up for the day of school that he missed. no, he's over at his shiny new toy's house, and homework is the very last thing on his mind.

he doesn't bother knocking, and he only (maniacally) rings the doorbell for a few seconds before he decides that Robin probably can't hear him and is taking too long to answer.

so, before Robin can get too far (if he even bothers to move at all) something small cracks into his windowpane.]
heresyandlace: (sits like a whore)

[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-10-09 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[he reaches the window just in time for another loud tick against the glass, and to see a certain skirt-wearing friend down on the lawn, reeling back to pitch another rock in his direction.]
heresyandlace: (trash from the beginning)

[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-10-09 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
[--oh! hey, man. Tek lowers his arm immediately, going right to grinning instead. he tosses the rock idly from one hand to the other.]

Hey! Come down and unlock your door.
heresyandlace: (sits like a whore)

[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-10-09 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
I knew you were home. And it obviously did work.

[because there he is, opening the door and welcoming him in like magic. he sashays past Robin and into the house, immediately leaning on the wall right by the door so he can start unhooking the latches on his boots.]

And don't overreact. You sound like a mom.
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[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-10-09 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
[he giggles a little, as he steps out of one boot and stoops over the other way to work on the second one.]

Hey, what time is it? Have you eaten yet?
heresyandlace: (trash from the beginning)

[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-10-09 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
What do you normally do for dinner, anyway? Do you, like... order pizzas every night, or are you secretly a good cook?

[the other boot clunks triumphantly down next to its sibling, and Tek is now properly ready to infiltrate the rest of Robin's house.]
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[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-10-09 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tek scoffs as he takes the lead to head on into Robin's house proper--probably heading vaguely for the kitchen--and he shoots a smirk back over his shoulder as he goes. very coy. very cute.]

What, are you going to eat by yourself and not offer me any?
heresyandlace: (sits like a whore)

[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-10-09 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[little does Robin know that this is standard fare for making the simple mistake of even being Tek's friend. sometime, he should ask how many of Tek's acquaintances have been subject to mild (usually food-related) home burglaries.

and Tek knows that Robin doesn't really mind, so he doesn't bother commenting on it or offering any sort of response or reaction to his first question. moving right on to the important stuff.]


I don't know. Probably.
heresyandlace: (sits like a whore)

[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-10-09 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Not really. I'd have to ask, and that's a big pain.

[because he really wasn't in class today. oops. and he's also headed right for the fridge, to go snooping.]
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[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-10-10 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
[he pulls his head out of the fridge to turn and give Robin a slow sort of blink over his shoulder.]

...Yeah? You dropped me off at my house.

[to him, it should have been obvious that's where he'd intended to stay all day. that's apparently what all of those "it'll be fine's" had meant.]
heresyandlace: (sits like a whore)

[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-10-10 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[he talks into the fridge as he answers, casually looking somewhere that isn't at Robin while he speaks.]

I would have been so late. And I didn't feel good...

[--what with the being at least a little hungover and everything. and he only gives it a few seconds before he deflects off somewhere else, sounding surprised when he opens one of the crisper drawers.]

...Did you buy this stuff, or did your mom buy it before she left? [because those sure look like semi-fresh vegetables.]
heresyandlace: (sits like a whore)

[personal profile] heresyandlace 2016-11-30 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[FOOD HAPPENS!!!]