Oh no, did I not make it obvious enough that I was being sarcastic? "What field are you going into?" he asked, trying for a subject change.
"Really? So am I," Ronan set his stuff on the bed, then sat down.
"So, uh, where did you live? Before college, that is."
(XD)
"Oh, um way up there. Canada. Err, Alberta Canada that is."
(way up there meaning the moon, with the rest of his species)
"I'm Ronan, nice to meet you too. When is your first class?" Ronan was becoming more and more at ease, confident that he could keep his secret up.
"Oh, mine is, like, first thing tomorrow." Ronan settled down onto his bed, sighing.
(quick question, are we going where there are others in the room or just these two?)
(maybe just the two of them in the room so things can get spicy)
"Ya. Lucky you." Ronan closed his eyes, and settled back on his bed.
(should we time skip now? im kinda out of things to say)
(alright. wanna skip to a few days later, when they catch feels?)
(weeks?)
(oh wow. ronan falls in love with anyone sarcastic and funny. like instantly. should we time skip to, like christmas time?)
(i think its your turn, unless you want me to go)
(I’ll go)
Rizin lays in bed, his eyes closed, headphones on.
Over the past few months, his side of the room had grown increasingly darker. Not just in colors, but topics as well. Not that death was a prominent topic, but there were a few politic bones around. Mostly plastic and chewed on, probably dog toys. But there were two that looked uncannily real that he kept on his desk as paper weights.
There were also some mortal band posters around the room, such as Koran, Metallica, Queen and a few others. He’d painted his walls a darker shade of gray at some point. And he had his own vanity in a corner. It was the only stop, besides the small lamp on his nightstand, that produced any light.
There may have also been a few questionable things scattered about the room at one point or another, but on an overall basis, he was a ‘normal’ human.
(thought this was one liners. its fine i probably wont do that long tho.)
(ahhh ok)
Ronan entered the dorm,throwing his bag down on the floor by his bed. He shook his head. This long staying as human was… bad for him. Changed him. And not for the better. He could not wait for the holidays, when there was no school, and he could find a quiet place to turn a dragon and go home to the moon. Just a few more days, he thought to himself, then I can leave.
