ZEN

"Oh thank god." Reuvan groaned out, already heading straight for our room.

Sometimes I thought he would marry our room if he could.

I said a quick, hushed goodbye to our teacher Mr. Selner, and quietly followed Reuvan down the hall.

" You know....when we first heard of the murder some people in class thought that you... were the murderer." I finished reluctantly. I had been debating with myself for most of the period whether or not I should tell him, but Reuvan was.... well I wasn't sure if he was capable of handling himself sometimes, but I knew I should tell him.

I couldn't see his face but he just sounded tired when he spoke. "Thats... not suprising."

"Yeah... I think I managed to convince them it wasn't you, after all you were with me at breakfast, but just a uhhh.... A heads up just in case they um, they ask you or something...." I searched his body language for any reaction, oh wait is that a-

"What are you carrying?" It had been hard to see it because the shiny black case matched his robes so well but I could swear that he was holding an instrument case of some sort. Speaking of, his clothes looked awful dirty.... I tsked him in my mind for somehow managing to get filthy in [i[music class.

"Its a.... 3/4? Cello." He huff out sounding a little annoyed "Apparently that Avian from this morning, the one who flew in through the window, is in the orchestra. Yes orchestra. They transferred me to orchestra."

I almost could hold back my laugh, making some sort of choked bark instead.

^^^ just incase you missed it

(Sorry, was at school)
(Dramatic cut to Akio)

Akio threw his hands in the air. "You and your stupid ideas. I bet if you were in a workshop like this, it would go up in flames within an hour."

"Says the person who blows things up on a regular basis," grumbled Jay. "And fire is too cliche, I think I'd go for acid or something. Maybe nuclear bombs."

Akio gave him a look like Why do I even hang out with this psycho? Jay winced and he immediately regretted it.

"So," he said, changing the subject. "What are you planning to do this weekend?" he asked too brightly.

Jay gave him an odd look. "Uh, it's Saturday."

Akio rapidly backtracked. "I mean, next weekend! Yes, that was what I meant."

"I dunno, trying not to get murdered, at the same time trying not to be suspected of murder. Also, I spent the entire orchestra period cleaning up trophies."

I spent the whole rest of the walk back excitedly rambling off facts about the cello. Maybe I could finally get Reuvan interested in things normal people do.

He has always been so broody....

He unlocked the door to our room, stuffing the keys back into his robes.

The rooms here were...nice.

Everything was clean, the sheets were new from what I could tell, the rug between our beds wasn't matted or stained. It got awfully cold at night but I wasn't super bothered by it...

Reuvan on the other hand was a different story, I didn't know what it was but he couldn't stand the cold. Some nights I just lent him my spare blanket.

The little window at the end of the room gave you a nice view of the mountain, however you couldn't stand to look at it when the sun was shining on the snow.

I set my satchel down next to my bed and immediately pulled out my homework.

"You have the whole rest of the day to do your homework, why do it now?"

"Because if I do it now I will still have the whole rest of the day to do whatever."

Reuvan clicked his tongue

"Teachers pet."

"Emo." I countered back.

"I'm not Emo!"

(Sorry, I'll be more active over the weekend)

Akio expertly twirled his wrench. It would have to wait until... well, whenever this lockdown of sorts ended. It was basically a lockdown. Unless one of the students got stuck with a murderer for a roommate. Wait, were they doing this because if someone died, they would know who the murderer was? That was stupid and heartless.

Jay cleared his throat. "Coming or staying out here until you get murdered?"

"Well, if the murderer wants to stay incognito, they'd probably hid in their rooms like everyone else." Akio pointed out. "Besides, what if they only murdered that person because they didn't like them? If there were no witnesses, everyone would be fine. But then they might kill people who are trying to discover them, so..."

"You sound like you've given this a lot of thought."

"Well, actually I'm saying everything that comes out of my mouth like I usually do."

(Shall we make a team of two murderers? I play one, you play one?)

[Ooo like the murders are in on it together? That sounds fun...hmmm do I have any evil-sided ocs.... And its fine, im going to be less active for the next week or so also on account of stricter work schedule]

Reuvan sprawled out on his bed, face in pillow and arm hanging off the edge of the bed.

I'd call him lazy but...well... he always seemed emotionally drained somehow. He always seemed tired and worn...

"Hey how similar is the cello to the violin?" I startled a bit, watching him roll over to look at me.

"Ahhmmm well, I'd say there fairly similar from a basic perspective but- "

"Great so you can teach me how to play?"

"Well I suppose but it-"

"Okay what do I need to do first?"

"Wait- Do-"

"Yeah yeah I need to get it out first your right--"

Nevermind, he was suddenly in one of his...moods.

(I dumped Leah in, wanna add yours?)

Yeet.

[I'm sorry Im so busy xD can we put this on like, a week hiatus or smth? ;-; with fall fest and my work and everything im supppperr busy]