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Week 4 Post-Trial - 11pm
Mar. 14th, 2016 01:17 am[It had become somewhat of a routine, but tonight was different. Loss wasn't something Yoite dealt with well, but it wasn't because of a lack of familiarity. Like his other emotions and feelings he had done his best to bury it, to numb himself from it. Consequently, it wasn't something he was able to empathize with well either.
Yoite hadn't known Selena, but he had done his best to not get to know anyone here. He had failed in that regard, though. He told himself that Dhaos was different, that because they shared a somewhat similar point.... it wasn't something he liked to think of, yet he really couldn't deny it anymore either. Right now though, he had to do something for the other.
He waits until it's late until mostly everyone has gone to their rooms, to head back down to the first floor. Like last week he has two lemonades with him, though this time he also other items. Namely a bottle of wine (one that looks closest to sake that he can find) and bags of assorted sweets. He doesn't know if Dhaos drinks (or eats if he thinks about it), but he feels like a situation like this would be one where people drank and ate. At least that's what Yukimi had taught him, anyway. He knocks, hoping that this all was enough.]
Yoite hadn't known Selena, but he had done his best to not get to know anyone here. He had failed in that regard, though. He told himself that Dhaos was different, that because they shared a somewhat similar point.... it wasn't something he liked to think of, yet he really couldn't deny it anymore either. Right now though, he had to do something for the other.
He waits until it's late until mostly everyone has gone to their rooms, to head back down to the first floor. Like last week he has two lemonades with him, though this time he also other items. Namely a bottle of wine (one that looks closest to sake that he can find) and bags of assorted sweets. He doesn't know if Dhaos drinks (or eats if he thinks about it), but he feels like a situation like this would be one where people drank and ate. At least that's what Yukimi had taught him, anyway. He knocks, hoping that this all was enough.]
