[Open post - after the split]

[dracoslytherin]

Draco had not seen or spoken to Harry in weeks. Ever since they'd had that fight he didn't know what to do with himself and, feeling very lost, he'd stayed hidden away in a new room he'd found for himself. All alone

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[cute_shinigami]

Here's someone whose own love life has been a bit shaky lately, and so he's willing to commiserate. Though likely, that isn't Draco's style. Even still, he's likely to be found in the kitchen, making some tea and throwing together a thick sandwich or two...or five.

[dracoslytherin]

It may be difficult to get him to talk about his problems, and he's also likely to hide behind snarky comments.

Felling hungry, Draco has found his way to the kitchen but pauses when he sees that somebody else is here.

[cute_shinigami]

Tsuzuki looks up from stacking alternating slices of lunch meats and cheese on a thick slice of rye bread. "Hey there, you hungry? I was just making myself some lunch, so it's no trouble at all," he offers, friendly enough.

[dracoslytherin]

Draco eyes him suspiciously then sits heavily at the kitchen table. "It better not be poisoned."

[cute_shinigami]

"Poisoned? Nah, I'm not gonna poison you or anyone else," he says, laughing, though it masks a wince in his heart. "I'm just trying to be friendly.
"Here, if you don't trust me, I'll eat half first," he says, cutting the sandwich in half and taking a luxurious bite from it, rolling his violet eyes toward the ceiling in rapture.

[dracoslytherin]

Draco watches him carefully, making sure he wasn't bluffing somehow. He does get a bit paranoid.

".... Alright then."

[cute_shinigami]

"Hope you like it," he says, around a mouthful, and he pushes the plate with the rest of the thick sandwich toward him.

"So, can't say I've met you before," he says, taking another bite of his half of the sandwich and sitting back in a chair across from him.

[dracoslytherin]

Tentatively, Draco picks up a sandwich, sniffs it cautiously then takes a careful bite.

"I've been... I've not gone out much."

[cute_shinigami]

"Aww, something on your mind? Or are you just the type who keeps to themself?" he asks, friendly enough, and likely annoyingly so.

[dracoslytherin]

"I don't like being back here," he replies, wrinkling his nose. "I want to go home."

[cute_shinigami]

"Yeah, I got more than a bit homesick, too, the first few months I was here," he says, comfortingly. "But this place was good to me: it brought my partner here at Christmas. Maybe someone you care about in your world will find their way here."

[dracoslytherin]

"No," he says, frowning. "This place has taken everyone away from me. I was here for years then I - we - got away from here but then... suddenly we were back and my parents are no longer here."

"But that doesn't matter," he goes on. "Just everything has been different."

[cute_shinigami]

"Gosh, that's too bad," he says, concerned and sympathetic. "Sounds like you lost sight of a good deal of people. You seem like you're bouncing back from it, and that's a good thing, right?"

[dracoslytherin]

"Bouncing back? No. I just want to... get away from everybody."

[cute_shinigami]

"Oh, well, that's perfectly understandable," he says, awkward now. "Anyone would feel that way if they'd been through what you have. There's no shame in it."

[dracoslytherin]

"What would you know about it?"