 Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN
Ascanius was so tempted to say something. Make one snide remark at Józsua about his infidelity. But this was too public and, honestly, Ascanius didn't really know him all that well outside of the dorm to be entitled to say a thing. Oh, but he wanted to, yeah? Every single muscle in his arms were clenching with anticipation.
When Theo, who looked kind of peeved (at least he was back to normal and not that grinning earlier from the feast) at another person interrupting sleep time, spoke Ascanius moved his eyes away from burning into Józsua. "Nothing. Just wanna get some sleep after a long night."
Stare. Right at Józsua. "Derry wanted to talk, yeah? But you seem to have the right idea, man. 'Bout sleep and all." Actually, bed looked really comfortable.
He heard Terry somewhere in the back of his head going on about tension, but he didn't even throw him a glance. Nope. He was too focused on Józsua and weighing his options.
Enter West Odessa. In style.
His bandmate's entrance broke a little bit of the tension, mostly 'cause he stopped glaring at Józsua. "And what would that be?" Ascanius lazily threw himself on his bed and took out his drumsticks.
Twirl, twiiirl.
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