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"Moving- Just wait until it gets to the top." He muttered, placing his hand on the glass.
"...Why did you do this..?" (MxM) {OxO} {Closed~}
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"O-Okay…" Ario fidgeted a bit and watched out the glass nervously, shifting his legs around as he did so.
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Once it got to the top, Wyatt opened the window, and loved the view. he could see the whole city. "Airo, come here." He muttered, holding his hand out for him.
Ario hesitated before doing as he was told, accepting Wyatt's hand and heading over to his side. "We're… we're very high up…"
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Wyatt nodded. "Look at the view, love. It's beauitiful, hm?" He asked, running his thumb along Airo's fingers.
Ario nodded hesitantly, still seeming pretty nervous. "I don't think I've seen the city like this before…"
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Wyatt looked up at the stars, as one shooting star passed by, causing his eyes to shimmer. "Wow.." He muttered.
Ario watched the star curiously, pressing his small hands up against the glass. "That's something I've seen before… sometimes I go looking, but I can never find where they land."
(Bump)
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"They don't-" Wyatt chuckled. "They don't land. They go across space, and probably stop. I don't know."
Ario looked up at Wyatt, bewildered. "They don't land? I've been wasting a lot of time, then… it always looks like it's going to land somewhere."
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"I mean, not really. If the shooting star lands, which- it can, sometimes, they're will be leftovers called meteorites. Cool, right?" He said, smiling down at Airo.,
(It's Ario, not Airo btw)
Ario nodded a bit, still looking out the window with an awestruck expression. "Yeah… I wanna find one someday. One that's landed, you know?"
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(CrAp- SorRy-)
Wyatt nodded.
Ario jumped a bit as they started moving again, seeming worried. "Is it supposed to do that…?" He asked tentatively.
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Wyatt giggled. "Yes, it is. We're going back down- Anything you wanna do?"
"Uhm… I dunno what there is to do here. There's a lot of people and I usually avoid places with lots of people…"
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"Maybe we could go home?"
"Yeah, I guess so…" Ario sighed softly and settled himself on the seat, twiddling his thumbs a bit. "Unless there's something in particular you wanted to do?"
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Wyatt blinked. "Since when do you mind what I wanna do-?"
"Uhm… isn't that a friend thing?" Ario asked tentatively. "I don't exactly know what I'm doing with this, you know…"
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Wyatt sighed, before smiling. "Question, how old are you-?"
"Uhm… pretty sure I'm twenty years old now. I don't really celebrate my birthday or anything…" Ario toyed with his scarf a bit.
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"Ah, we gotta wait a year."
"…For what?" Ario asked. "I mean, I'm pretty sure my birthday is only in a month or two…"
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"Have you ever tried alcohol-?" He asked, snickering.
"Yes, I use it to clean people's wounds and to wash my hands sometimes." Ario replied slowly, clearly confused. He'd only ever used rubbing alcohol.
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Wyatt paused. "YOU ARE SO INNOCENT-" He snorted, laughing. "Oh my god-"
Ario flushed a bit and jumped when Wyatt yelled, cowering a little where he sat. "How so, sir?"
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"Please, call me Wyatt. And just because you are- You don't know what liquor is, and I-" He paused. "its adorable."