(Not something she's not used to. She should probably let him know she sucks a-real bad. Probably. She will. Just, you know, not now now, immediately. Now it's interesting.
God, she sucks. These thoughts are repressed to the moon and back, to the very least.)
He doesn't bother to reply back — takes a moment to really think that over before he drops down from the sky and, like before, gently taps at her window there with the tips of his fingers. Why not go inside and use the door? Because that's for nerds. Besides, he was already up in the sky anyways, so. )
(It's not hard to track him. Sophie feels him approaching, does a last check of her hair, and the cute three-piece loungewear she has on: leggings, a cropped shirt, and a cardigan. All checks, and by the time he does tap the window, she chuckles — she too would agree that using the door is for nerds. This is a tad more exciting.
She opens the window without hesitation, a smile curling at the edges of her lips.)
( With being here in the mansion and there being access to clothing options where money isn't an option — not that it ever was really when he's a telepath but you know — he's not in his usual clothes this time around. Instead, he's got cropped black pants and a white t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his shoulders. Nothing as bright or bold as Quentin might wear, but. Not the same damn thing he tends to wear either, so. It's a win.
When she opens the window and greets him, he smiles some — hand coming up to rest against the windowpane above him while his foot gently steps down onto the bottom of it. )
Think it might be weird now if I ever use the door.
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Date: 2025-05-10 10:31 pm (UTC)Hey. I volunteered to go to Solmara.
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Date: 2025-05-10 10:42 pm (UTC)/Oh, hey, dear. Bold choice. What can I do for you?/
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Date: 2025-05-10 11:02 pm (UTC)Oh, well. We can't have that, can we?
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Date: 2025-05-10 11:11 pm (UTC)/Or we can think about just how happy I will be when you prove those 00.01% wrong./
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Date: 2025-05-10 11:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-05-10 11:20 pm (UTC)Just a thought./
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Date: 2025-05-10 11:24 pm (UTC)You think I wouldn't want to see you again?
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Date: 2025-05-10 11:26 pm (UTC)/And that didn't land. I was asking if you wanna make out before you go.
Oh, too bad./
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Date: 2025-05-10 11:32 pm (UTC)Wait— you were?
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Date: 2025-05-10 11:34 pm (UTC)(GOD HELP HER)
/I was./
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Date: 2025-05-10 11:41 pm (UTC)Hey. Gimme a break. Why would I ever assume you'd want to do that with me?
( gosh. )
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Date: 2025-05-10 11:56 pm (UTC)/Because I said it implicitly.
But alas. Go well, bring back all your limbs, or feel my wrath./
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Date: 2025-05-10 11:59 pm (UTC)Well, I mean... if you want me to go, I can.
( right now he means. )
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Date: 2025-05-11 12:01 am (UTC)/Go where? To the other place?/
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Date: 2025-05-11 12:12 am (UTC)God, she sucks. These thoughts are repressed to the moon and back, to the very least.)
/Just come over to my room already, dork./
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Date: 2025-05-11 12:15 am (UTC)He doesn't bother to reply back — takes a moment to really think that over before he drops down from the sky and, like before, gently taps at her window there with the tips of his fingers. Why not go inside and use the door? Because that's for nerds. Besides, he was already up in the sky anyways, so. )
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Date: 2025-05-11 12:21 am (UTC)She opens the window without hesitation, a smile curling at the edges of her lips.)
Hey, handsome.
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Date: 2025-05-11 12:27 am (UTC)When she opens the window and greets him, he smiles some — hand coming up to rest against the windowpane above him while his foot gently steps down onto the bottom of it. )
Think it might be weird now if I ever use the door.