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[stupidloser]

[a certain stupid loser is sitting alone on a bench, definitely not texting the girl that they want to be their girlfriend or anything, because only stupid losers do that.]

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[bighouses]

[good thing you're definitely not a stupid loser then.

sitting down (with a space between them, of course) on that same bench, getting out her book to read.]

[stupidloser]

[let's do that thing where we each do our own things and don't look at each other but still talk]

Fitz.

[bighouses]

[fine by me!]

You.

[stupidloser]

[has to try not to smile like an idiot at this text he just got]

Need something?

[bighouses]

No.

[immediately:]

When are you going to tell her?

[bighouses]

[sitting (by herself, ofc) under a tree by the pond, definitely texting and not playing some stupid candy game on her phone.]

[stupidloser]

[walking over, completely not awkwardly at all, and definitely not holding two cups of tea.]

... Fitz.

[bighouses]

You.

[stupidloser]

[... holds out one of the cups, but doesn't say anything.]

[in other news]

[littleirony]

[someone has posted a very irate message in a particular common room requesting that whoever is playing Loud and Shitty Music All the fucking time to cover up the sounds of their Fumbling Sweaty Teenage Copulation to go self-immolate in the courtyard as a means of public apology.

is maybe in said courtyard, drinking his coffee and sitting as if he's waiting.

but really he may be pissed off about a certain application to transfer departments being rejected.]

[withaburst]

[happens to be talking to someone at the other end of the yard... just a certain stupid blond someone. she's quite far away, so she hasn't noticed the butthead yet.

eventually he leaves and she starts crossing the courtyard, and when she notices him sitting there, her face lights up and she comes over.]

Hey!

[littleirony]

[that guy's such a dick]

Sylvia.

[withaburst]

It's rare to see you out here~ Just sitting?

[a couple days later]

[stupidloser]

[waiting down the path from a classroom that he certainly had no idea that fitz would come out of at a certain time, because that would be creepy and he doesn't want to talk to her or anything.]

[bighouses]

[carrying her books, walking down said path, totally not seeing him or anything, just— stopping coincidentally. to check her hair in a window reflection.]

[stupidloser]

Fitz.

[bighouses]

[noticing you for the VERY FIRST TIME]

You.

[after the confession/subsequent rejection!!!]

[stupidloser]

[a stupid loser is... obviously upset that he was rejected, but is also confusedly relieved for some strange reason??? surely not because of some other person that he might sort of like. that's ridiculous.

anyway, he's moping/not moping around a bench on school grounds, long after most students have stopped hanging around campus.]

[bighouses]

[bundled up warm, heading through campus with one plastic bag full of burnt incense sticks and another with various snack foods and fruits.]

... You.

[stupidloser]

[looks like a cold, sad loser, definitely not as... rude as usual:]

Fitz.

[bighouses]

... Oh. You did it.

[the next day]

[bighouses]

[in her dorm room wrapped in a floofy warm blanket playing her horror video games :T]

[stupidloser]

[there's a knock at her door, and on the other side, a stupid loser holding a neatly folded scarf. he wouldn't have come here like this, but sylvie dragged him for some weird reason.]

[bighouses]

[reluctantly leaving her blanketpile and answering the door ... with her hair in a messy bun + hairclips and her glasses on]

Y—

[... SHUTS THE DOOR]

[stupidloser]

[why did i expect any other reaction]

I just came to give this back.