Completed and Salvaged Log
(Takes place after Stoic Conversations, in the chat area.)
WHO → Leon and Robin. Closed.
WHEN → Thursday Night
WHERE → Student Bookstore, and then, downtown.
WHAT → Shopping for textbooks and looking for work.
STATUS → Complete.
WARNINGS → None.
Seeing as they would most likely be doing a fair bit of walking, Robin changed her long black dress into a more casual outfit - jeans and long-sleeved shirt of the same dark color. Tying her hair back with leather strips, she shrugged into her dark red coat, picking her bag up from where she had previously dropped it, and hung it over her left shoulder. Making sure her key, ID card, and wallet with the money her father had given to her with which to purchase text books, were both securely in the bag, she left the dorm, locking the door behind her. Quickly, she walked down the stairs, not bothering to use the banister. Reaching the entrance of the building, she stood, her back to the door, facing outward, waiting for the person with which she had just been chatting to arrive.
Leon made his way out of the room and walked down the hall to the stairs, trudging his way to the first floor. He made sure to tuck the book list in his back pocket, knowing full well he wouldn't remember all these books by heart. Upon stepping foot on the floor he noticed a few students still around during this night. He would figure most of them would be off getting themselves something for dinner, or at least the Day students. The Night students were probably trudging themselves to class.
His eyes came across a blonde haired girl that seemed to be waiting for someone. Leon came to the assumption that this must've been the girl he was just talking to. "...Robin Sena?" he questioned as he approached her.
Robin looked up, hearing her name, and saw the older man with the long brown hair who was nor approaching her. Smiling faintly, she nodded, raising one hand slightly in greeting. "Leon? It is good to meet you." Not one to waste time, she opened the door, holding it for him in a polite gesture of reversed chivalry. Addressing him, she asked, "Have you eaten yet, or should we go straight to the bookstore?"
"...Nice to meet you too."
He followed her and gave her a nod of thanks as she opened the door for him. "I haven't eaten yet," he replied to her. "Let's go to the bookstore first...before it closes." He couldn't remember what time the bookstore closed and as far as he knew, college campuses always made it for you to grab food at anytime of the night. He had never had a problem trying to find a midnight (and sometimes three a.m.) snack before.
Nodding in agreement, Robin carefully closed the door, hearing it lock itself with an audible click. "Good idea. I checked the hours, and it should still be open, but not for long. I should have kept that in mind." Leading the way, she walked in the direction of the student union, not glancing back to see if Leon was following. The union was not far, and the pair walked silently for only a few minutes before reaching the crowded building. "I came here earlier, in order to get some tea while I was waiting for the paperwork for my housing to be filed. I saw the entrance to the bookstore, but I did not get a chance to go inside." Carefully turning her head, a bit disoriented by the number of students in the area, she finally spied the entrance to the store, still open and brightly lit. Without thought, she took Leon's hand, guiding him in the direction of the store. She could have spoken up, but that would have required making her voice reach above the din, and she disliked the idea of violating her normally soft-spoken nature.
Once inside the Student Union he kept close to Robin so as not to lose her. It seemed lots of people were in here tonight, and after getting bumped into a few times, he came to the conclusion that alot of them were either in a hurry or downright rude.
He let her lead them into the store by his hand. Once inside he was glad that the closed doors seemed to have muffled the loudness form in the Student Union. He never understood it why people needed to be that vocal.
After reaching the sanctuary of the relatively quiet bookstore, Robin released Leon's hand, smiling at him. "I apologize for grabbing your hand, but it was insane in there, and I was not sure how else to indicate the bookstore." Not letting him reply, she walked up to the desk, and began speaking to the clerk. "Excuse me, but where do you keep the text books?" Although not rude, the clerk was a bit short in his reply, clearly anxious to be able to finish his shift and lock up the store. "Upstairs. Take a left. We close soon." Robin nodded, motioning for Leon to follow her upstairs, and allowing the clerk to get back to the novel he seemed to be extremely interested in. Addressing Leon, she asked, "Which books do you need? I need two novels for literature, and one text book each for Astronomy and Sociology. I need three for History, as that covers two subjects, but neither seems to be too expensive."
"It's fine," he replied, assuring her that he understood why she did it. He wasn't that sensitive to his personal space. Although he did believe in that personal bubble rule. God help anyone who felt the need to get exceedingly close to him without his permissions. It was practically nerve wrecking. Of course, Leon would never show the effects of that--it would ruin his perfect mask.
When Robin addressed him, he reached into his back pocket and brought out his list. "Need three for Psychology, one for Calculus, two for English, and two more for Programming Languages."
In the humanities section, text books were much less expensive, the books of literature being only about ten dollars each, and her geography textbook being about thirty. Her history text book was a bit more, and her sociology book, a very large, very thick hardcover text, was ninety. Arranging the books into a stack ordered by size, she gently set them into a corner, and wandered to where Leon was browsing the science section. She frowned as she noticed the much higher prices on many of the books. Wincing internally at the thought of paying for them the next semester, she located her extremely pricey astronomy text and hefted the heavy book under one arm. Looking up, she spoke to Leon. "I seem to have located the last one. Expensive. Did you find what you needed?"
Leon nodded. "Yeah, just need the Psychology book," he replied as he walked over to the section. He scanned the shelves and quickly matched the book to the one listed. "They are a bit expensive," he agreed with her. He would just need a loan alone to pay for all of his books. And he didn't want to know what he would get in return when he sold them back at the end of a semester.
"Yes. It looks quite definite that we will have to find jobs, at this point. Do you think we should look tonight, or try some time during the day? Perhaps over the weekdend?" While speaking to him, she walked over to the corner, where she had stacked her books. With some effort, she lefts the large stack, and began to walk down the stairs, precariously doing her best not to fall. Spying the clock on a nearby wall, she spoke to Leon over her shoulder. "We should hurry. They will be closing soon."
"...We could try looking in town over the weekend," he agreed. He wasn't sure if he wanted an on-campus job anywhere. And getting a job somewhere in town would be a good excuse to leave the campus from time to time. He followed behind her, easily carrying his own stack of books. "Do you need help?" he questioned as he noticed her trying her best not to trip with the stack in hand.
She nodded, focusing on not dropping her load. "That sounds good. I am free Saturday afternoon. Is that good for you? Also, after this, where would you like to eat? I guess the choice is really between the cafeteria, or the coffee shop, unless you wish to leave campus. And I am fine, I can handle it." As she added that last bit, she lost her grip on the heaviest book, dropping it. As the expensive book fell to the bottom of the stairs, she bit her lip in order to restrain herself from swearing. "I suppose I spoke too soon." Regaining her composure, she descended from the stairs, picking up the book, examining it for damage, and bring the stack to the front counter, where there was no line due to the store's being near closing time.
Leon shook his head and walked behind her up to the counter. He set his books down behind her and waited for her to be rung up. "Saturday is fine," he answered. "What time?"
Taking three hundred dollar bills from her pocket, she handed them wordlessly to the cashier, who grumbled loudly about being forced to make change. Ignoring this, she turned to respond to Leon's question. "I have plans in the evening, but any time in the morning or afternoon would be fine with me." Her purchase complete, she stepped out of the way, now holding her text books in a plastic bag, in order to let Leon make is.
Leon placed his books infront of the cashier and awaited for him to ring him up. "Okay, afternoon is fine," he replied, responding to Robin. He went into his pocket for his credit card and handed it over to the cashier to swipe it. After a few seconds it was back in his hand and he was quickly scribbling his name on the receipt and taking his purchase. He stepped out of line and stood beside Robin.
"Food?" he prompted.
Robin nodded, hesitating before entering the chaotic student union once again. "Where would you like to eat?" She found it best to get the question out of the way before being drowned out by the clamor of the students. "The cafe is likely closed by now, which leaves the bar, and the cafeteria." She leaned against the wall, pondering. "The cafeteria would likely have less quality and be more expensive, but also less intoxication."
Leon shrugged, "I don't have any preference," he stated. He thought about the choices that she stated and then replied, "Cafeteria then." Last thing Leon wanted to deal with was idiotic drunk people. That never ended well.
Robin nodded, in agreement. "Right. It would be best to not have to deal with... inebriates." That option dealt with, she once again led the way, this time out of the store, as the anxious clerk immediately began locking up. Jostled from behind, she dropped her heavy bag, several books scattering only to be kicked out of her reach. Teeth gritting, she began picking up what she could, trying to keep her expensive texts from the feet of the crowd.
Leon bent down and helped her pick up her textbooks. It never ceased to amaze him how inconsiderate other people were. "What do you want to eat?" he asked.
Robin smiled at Leon, carefully putting her books back into the bag and this time tucking the whole thing under her arm, doing her best not to drop it. Opening the door for him once again, she waited for him to exit before exiting himself, her shoulders visibly relaxing as they left the crowded, loud area. "I have not decided yet ... I guess we can see what they have when we get there. Is there anything in particular that you want?" She began to walk in the direction of the cafeteria.
Leon followed behind her, his composure nonchalant. Soon the two of them made it to the cafeteria and he could see the few vendors that were there. He considered for a second what he wanted and decided that maybe a simple burger would do it for him. "A burger, I suppose" he responded.
Robin nodded. Being around ten at night, the cafeteria was mostly empty, containing only a few people enjoying a late meal. Likely, the others were either studying, or more probably, out partying. Robin enjoyed Leon's company, as well as his stoic attitude. He was not forcing socialization upon her - in fact, she was finding that she was often the one to fill the silences, a rare occurrence for her. Turning to him, she gestured to a table. "I can get the food, if you want."
Leon nodded, didn't bother arguing with her. He went into his pocket once more and brought out some money to give to her. "This should be enough," he stated, handing over a ten dollar bill. He took her bag along with his and occupied a seat at an empty table.
Robin nodded, and walked over to the stand. Deciding it would be easier, and, besides, it had been over a year since she had eaten a hamburger, she began to order the hamburgers. Realizing she wasn't sure what Leon wanted, she decided to just order one normally, with ketchup, lettuce, tomato, and onion. Getting her own with cheese,and sans ketchup, she paid for the food and walked back over to the table, setting Leon's tray in front of him, and her own in front of the seat opposite form his. "I forgot to ask what you wanted. I just got, well, normal. I hope that is all right. Do you need anything to drink?" She felt a bit embarrassed, but hid it well, looking at him with what she hoped were impassive eyes.
"This is fine," he answered. He picked up the burger and took a bite out of it, chewing it slowly and then swallowing. It was bad...it wasn't great, but it wasn't bad. At least is was a step up from the crap they served in his high school. "I can get it," he stated, referring to the drinks. "What do you want?" he asked as he stood up. He didn't want Robin thinking that she had to cater him or anything like that.
Slightly surprised, Robin sat down, looking up at Leon. "If it is no trouble, I will just have water. Here. This is your change." Reaching in her pocket, she pulled out several bills, one of them a five, and a few quarters. Carefully, making sure not to drop the money, she handed it to him. That done, she took a bite from her own burger. It was good, though having been so long since she had eaten one, she may not be the world's best judge at burger quality.
He took his change and headed off to the direction to get them drinks. He grabbed a bottled water for her and a soda for himself. After purchasing them he returned to their table and placed the water in front of her before taking his seat again. He took another bite out of his burger before taking a sip of his soda.
Robin nodded, opening the bottle of water and taking a drink, before taking another bite of her burger. Realizing something, she set the burger down, reaching into a pocket. "I apologize. I forgot to pay you back for the water. How much was it?"
Leon shook his head, "You don't have to," he responded. The water wasn't that much money and considering that she got the food for the both of them. It was his small way of paying her back
Robin looked at Leon for a moment, considering. "Are you certain?" It was kind of Leon to pay for her water, but she did not want to drive away the isolated man. Shyly, she smiled at him, a quiet half-smile. She had been smiling before, of course, but this was a real, genuine smile of gratitude. "In that case, thank you."
"...You're welcome," he answered before he resumed eating quietly. Leon never really got thanked for anything, but that may be because he didn't really do nice things for others.
Robin looked at Leon for a moment, considering. "Are you certain?" It was kind of Leon to pay for her water, but she did not want to drive away the isolated man. Shyly, she smiled at him, a quiet half-smile. She had been smiling before, of course, but this was a real, genuine smile of gratitude. "In that case, thank you."
"...You're welcome," he answered before he resumed eating quietly. Leon never really got thanked for anything, but that may be because he didn't really do nice things for others.
Looking down, Robin took another small bite of her burger, chewing slowly and thoughtfully. She was unsure as to what to say, so simply allowed the silence to continue. Eating her burger, she quietly watched Leon work on his. He was a very graceful, but restrained person. She found him intriguing, and had enjoyed spending time with him. Finishing her burger, she took a sip of water, looking down so as to pretend she had not been studying him.
Soon he finished his burger and was drinking the rest of his soda. He noticed that she was done. "Do you want to head back?" he asked her.
Finishing her water, Robin nodded. She had enjoyed spending time with Leon, and it was good that they had purchased their books, but it was getting late. "Yes, that is probably a good idea. Classes tomorrow." Standing up, she walked over to his side of the table, water in hand. Picking up his empty soda can, she walked over to a recycling bin. Dropping both containers into the bin, she returned, picking up her bag and slinging it over her shoulder.
Leon stood up and walked beside her as they exited. "Yeah its getting late," he agreed. Last thing he needed was trying to roll himself out of bed in the morning for class.
As it was almost 11 PM by now, it was getting very cold. Robin zipped up her jacket, warding against the chill. Smiling at him, she remarked, "This was very nice."
"Yeah," he agreed quietly. He kept to himself as they continued walking back to the dorm. He wasn't sure what exactly he should say and opted for silence. It was a bit cold out and he also zipped up his leather jacket.
Leon had proven to be an exceptionally quiet person, and Robin was fine with that. Although she could talk at length, she was not an energetic person, nor did silence make her uncomfortable. After about five minutes of their silence, they had reached the entrance to Hibiscus. Turning to address Leon, she decided it was best to finalize their plans for locating work. "What time Saturday is best for you, Leon?"
Subject: Whenever you wanna do it. I'm free whenever usually.
"Eleven is good for me," he answered her. "Do you want to meet here at the entrance?"
Forming a half-smile, Robin nodded. "Yes, that would be fine. We can take my vespa, if that is all right with you."
A vespa? Well...alright.
"Yeah," he replied. "See you then," he stated as he walked towards his floor.
WHO → Leon and Robin. Closed.
WHEN → Thursday Night
WHERE → Student Bookstore, and then, downtown.
WHAT → Shopping for textbooks and looking for work.
STATUS → Complete.
WARNINGS → None.
Seeing as they would most likely be doing a fair bit of walking, Robin changed her long black dress into a more casual outfit - jeans and long-sleeved shirt of the same dark color. Tying her hair back with leather strips, she shrugged into her dark red coat, picking her bag up from where she had previously dropped it, and hung it over her left shoulder. Making sure her key, ID card, and wallet with the money her father had given to her with which to purchase text books, were both securely in the bag, she left the dorm, locking the door behind her. Quickly, she walked down the stairs, not bothering to use the banister. Reaching the entrance of the building, she stood, her back to the door, facing outward, waiting for the person with which she had just been chatting to arrive.
Leon made his way out of the room and walked down the hall to the stairs, trudging his way to the first floor. He made sure to tuck the book list in his back pocket, knowing full well he wouldn't remember all these books by heart. Upon stepping foot on the floor he noticed a few students still around during this night. He would figure most of them would be off getting themselves something for dinner, or at least the Day students. The Night students were probably trudging themselves to class.
His eyes came across a blonde haired girl that seemed to be waiting for someone. Leon came to the assumption that this must've been the girl he was just talking to. "...Robin Sena?" he questioned as he approached her.
Robin looked up, hearing her name, and saw the older man with the long brown hair who was nor approaching her. Smiling faintly, she nodded, raising one hand slightly in greeting. "Leon? It is good to meet you." Not one to waste time, she opened the door, holding it for him in a polite gesture of reversed chivalry. Addressing him, she asked, "Have you eaten yet, or should we go straight to the bookstore?"
"...Nice to meet you too."
He followed her and gave her a nod of thanks as she opened the door for him. "I haven't eaten yet," he replied to her. "Let's go to the bookstore first...before it closes." He couldn't remember what time the bookstore closed and as far as he knew, college campuses always made it for you to grab food at anytime of the night. He had never had a problem trying to find a midnight (and sometimes three a.m.) snack before.
Nodding in agreement, Robin carefully closed the door, hearing it lock itself with an audible click. "Good idea. I checked the hours, and it should still be open, but not for long. I should have kept that in mind." Leading the way, she walked in the direction of the student union, not glancing back to see if Leon was following. The union was not far, and the pair walked silently for only a few minutes before reaching the crowded building. "I came here earlier, in order to get some tea while I was waiting for the paperwork for my housing to be filed. I saw the entrance to the bookstore, but I did not get a chance to go inside." Carefully turning her head, a bit disoriented by the number of students in the area, she finally spied the entrance to the store, still open and brightly lit. Without thought, she took Leon's hand, guiding him in the direction of the store. She could have spoken up, but that would have required making her voice reach above the din, and she disliked the idea of violating her normally soft-spoken nature.
Once inside the Student Union he kept close to Robin so as not to lose her. It seemed lots of people were in here tonight, and after getting bumped into a few times, he came to the conclusion that alot of them were either in a hurry or downright rude.
He let her lead them into the store by his hand. Once inside he was glad that the closed doors seemed to have muffled the loudness form in the Student Union. He never understood it why people needed to be that vocal.
After reaching the sanctuary of the relatively quiet bookstore, Robin released Leon's hand, smiling at him. "I apologize for grabbing your hand, but it was insane in there, and I was not sure how else to indicate the bookstore." Not letting him reply, she walked up to the desk, and began speaking to the clerk. "Excuse me, but where do you keep the text books?" Although not rude, the clerk was a bit short in his reply, clearly anxious to be able to finish his shift and lock up the store. "Upstairs. Take a left. We close soon." Robin nodded, motioning for Leon to follow her upstairs, and allowing the clerk to get back to the novel he seemed to be extremely interested in. Addressing Leon, she asked, "Which books do you need? I need two novels for literature, and one text book each for Astronomy and Sociology. I need three for History, as that covers two subjects, but neither seems to be too expensive."
"It's fine," he replied, assuring her that he understood why she did it. He wasn't that sensitive to his personal space. Although he did believe in that personal bubble rule. God help anyone who felt the need to get exceedingly close to him without his permissions. It was practically nerve wrecking. Of course, Leon would never show the effects of that--it would ruin his perfect mask.
When Robin addressed him, he reached into his back pocket and brought out his list. "Need three for Psychology, one for Calculus, two for English, and two more for Programming Languages."
In the humanities section, text books were much less expensive, the books of literature being only about ten dollars each, and her geography textbook being about thirty. Her history text book was a bit more, and her sociology book, a very large, very thick hardcover text, was ninety. Arranging the books into a stack ordered by size, she gently set them into a corner, and wandered to where Leon was browsing the science section. She frowned as she noticed the much higher prices on many of the books. Wincing internally at the thought of paying for them the next semester, she located her extremely pricey astronomy text and hefted the heavy book under one arm. Looking up, she spoke to Leon. "I seem to have located the last one. Expensive. Did you find what you needed?"
Leon nodded. "Yeah, just need the Psychology book," he replied as he walked over to the section. He scanned the shelves and quickly matched the book to the one listed. "They are a bit expensive," he agreed with her. He would just need a loan alone to pay for all of his books. And he didn't want to know what he would get in return when he sold them back at the end of a semester.
"Yes. It looks quite definite that we will have to find jobs, at this point. Do you think we should look tonight, or try some time during the day? Perhaps over the weekdend?" While speaking to him, she walked over to the corner, where she had stacked her books. With some effort, she lefts the large stack, and began to walk down the stairs, precariously doing her best not to fall. Spying the clock on a nearby wall, she spoke to Leon over her shoulder. "We should hurry. They will be closing soon."
"...We could try looking in town over the weekend," he agreed. He wasn't sure if he wanted an on-campus job anywhere. And getting a job somewhere in town would be a good excuse to leave the campus from time to time. He followed behind her, easily carrying his own stack of books. "Do you need help?" he questioned as he noticed her trying her best not to trip with the stack in hand.
She nodded, focusing on not dropping her load. "That sounds good. I am free Saturday afternoon. Is that good for you? Also, after this, where would you like to eat? I guess the choice is really between the cafeteria, or the coffee shop, unless you wish to leave campus. And I am fine, I can handle it." As she added that last bit, she lost her grip on the heaviest book, dropping it. As the expensive book fell to the bottom of the stairs, she bit her lip in order to restrain herself from swearing. "I suppose I spoke too soon." Regaining her composure, she descended from the stairs, picking up the book, examining it for damage, and bring the stack to the front counter, where there was no line due to the store's being near closing time.
Leon shook his head and walked behind her up to the counter. He set his books down behind her and waited for her to be rung up. "Saturday is fine," he answered. "What time?"
Taking three hundred dollar bills from her pocket, she handed them wordlessly to the cashier, who grumbled loudly about being forced to make change. Ignoring this, she turned to respond to Leon's question. "I have plans in the evening, but any time in the morning or afternoon would be fine with me." Her purchase complete, she stepped out of the way, now holding her text books in a plastic bag, in order to let Leon make is.
Leon placed his books infront of the cashier and awaited for him to ring him up. "Okay, afternoon is fine," he replied, responding to Robin. He went into his pocket for his credit card and handed it over to the cashier to swipe it. After a few seconds it was back in his hand and he was quickly scribbling his name on the receipt and taking his purchase. He stepped out of line and stood beside Robin.
"Food?" he prompted.
Robin nodded, hesitating before entering the chaotic student union once again. "Where would you like to eat?" She found it best to get the question out of the way before being drowned out by the clamor of the students. "The cafe is likely closed by now, which leaves the bar, and the cafeteria." She leaned against the wall, pondering. "The cafeteria would likely have less quality and be more expensive, but also less intoxication."
Leon shrugged, "I don't have any preference," he stated. He thought about the choices that she stated and then replied, "Cafeteria then." Last thing Leon wanted to deal with was idiotic drunk people. That never ended well.
Robin nodded, in agreement. "Right. It would be best to not have to deal with... inebriates." That option dealt with, she once again led the way, this time out of the store, as the anxious clerk immediately began locking up. Jostled from behind, she dropped her heavy bag, several books scattering only to be kicked out of her reach. Teeth gritting, she began picking up what she could, trying to keep her expensive texts from the feet of the crowd.
Leon bent down and helped her pick up her textbooks. It never ceased to amaze him how inconsiderate other people were. "What do you want to eat?" he asked.
Robin smiled at Leon, carefully putting her books back into the bag and this time tucking the whole thing under her arm, doing her best not to drop it. Opening the door for him once again, she waited for him to exit before exiting himself, her shoulders visibly relaxing as they left the crowded, loud area. "I have not decided yet ... I guess we can see what they have when we get there. Is there anything in particular that you want?" She began to walk in the direction of the cafeteria.
Leon followed behind her, his composure nonchalant. Soon the two of them made it to the cafeteria and he could see the few vendors that were there. He considered for a second what he wanted and decided that maybe a simple burger would do it for him. "A burger, I suppose" he responded.
Robin nodded. Being around ten at night, the cafeteria was mostly empty, containing only a few people enjoying a late meal. Likely, the others were either studying, or more probably, out partying. Robin enjoyed Leon's company, as well as his stoic attitude. He was not forcing socialization upon her - in fact, she was finding that she was often the one to fill the silences, a rare occurrence for her. Turning to him, she gestured to a table. "I can get the food, if you want."
Leon nodded, didn't bother arguing with her. He went into his pocket once more and brought out some money to give to her. "This should be enough," he stated, handing over a ten dollar bill. He took her bag along with his and occupied a seat at an empty table.
Robin nodded, and walked over to the stand. Deciding it would be easier, and, besides, it had been over a year since she had eaten a hamburger, she began to order the hamburgers. Realizing she wasn't sure what Leon wanted, she decided to just order one normally, with ketchup, lettuce, tomato, and onion. Getting her own with cheese,and sans ketchup, she paid for the food and walked back over to the table, setting Leon's tray in front of him, and her own in front of the seat opposite form his. "I forgot to ask what you wanted. I just got, well, normal. I hope that is all right. Do you need anything to drink?" She felt a bit embarrassed, but hid it well, looking at him with what she hoped were impassive eyes.
"This is fine," he answered. He picked up the burger and took a bite out of it, chewing it slowly and then swallowing. It was bad...it wasn't great, but it wasn't bad. At least is was a step up from the crap they served in his high school. "I can get it," he stated, referring to the drinks. "What do you want?" he asked as he stood up. He didn't want Robin thinking that she had to cater him or anything like that.
Slightly surprised, Robin sat down, looking up at Leon. "If it is no trouble, I will just have water. Here. This is your change." Reaching in her pocket, she pulled out several bills, one of them a five, and a few quarters. Carefully, making sure not to drop the money, she handed it to him. That done, she took a bite from her own burger. It was good, though having been so long since she had eaten one, she may not be the world's best judge at burger quality.
He took his change and headed off to the direction to get them drinks. He grabbed a bottled water for her and a soda for himself. After purchasing them he returned to their table and placed the water in front of her before taking his seat again. He took another bite out of his burger before taking a sip of his soda.
Robin nodded, opening the bottle of water and taking a drink, before taking another bite of her burger. Realizing something, she set the burger down, reaching into a pocket. "I apologize. I forgot to pay you back for the water. How much was it?"
Leon shook his head, "You don't have to," he responded. The water wasn't that much money and considering that she got the food for the both of them. It was his small way of paying her back
Robin looked at Leon for a moment, considering. "Are you certain?" It was kind of Leon to pay for her water, but she did not want to drive away the isolated man. Shyly, she smiled at him, a quiet half-smile. She had been smiling before, of course, but this was a real, genuine smile of gratitude. "In that case, thank you."
"...You're welcome," he answered before he resumed eating quietly. Leon never really got thanked for anything, but that may be because he didn't really do nice things for others.
Robin looked at Leon for a moment, considering. "Are you certain?" It was kind of Leon to pay for her water, but she did not want to drive away the isolated man. Shyly, she smiled at him, a quiet half-smile. She had been smiling before, of course, but this was a real, genuine smile of gratitude. "In that case, thank you."
"...You're welcome," he answered before he resumed eating quietly. Leon never really got thanked for anything, but that may be because he didn't really do nice things for others.
Looking down, Robin took another small bite of her burger, chewing slowly and thoughtfully. She was unsure as to what to say, so simply allowed the silence to continue. Eating her burger, she quietly watched Leon work on his. He was a very graceful, but restrained person. She found him intriguing, and had enjoyed spending time with him. Finishing her burger, she took a sip of water, looking down so as to pretend she had not been studying him.
Soon he finished his burger and was drinking the rest of his soda. He noticed that she was done. "Do you want to head back?" he asked her.
Finishing her water, Robin nodded. She had enjoyed spending time with Leon, and it was good that they had purchased their books, but it was getting late. "Yes, that is probably a good idea. Classes tomorrow." Standing up, she walked over to his side of the table, water in hand. Picking up his empty soda can, she walked over to a recycling bin. Dropping both containers into the bin, she returned, picking up her bag and slinging it over her shoulder.
Leon stood up and walked beside her as they exited. "Yeah its getting late," he agreed. Last thing he needed was trying to roll himself out of bed in the morning for class.
As it was almost 11 PM by now, it was getting very cold. Robin zipped up her jacket, warding against the chill. Smiling at him, she remarked, "This was very nice."
"Yeah," he agreed quietly. He kept to himself as they continued walking back to the dorm. He wasn't sure what exactly he should say and opted for silence. It was a bit cold out and he also zipped up his leather jacket.
Leon had proven to be an exceptionally quiet person, and Robin was fine with that. Although she could talk at length, she was not an energetic person, nor did silence make her uncomfortable. After about five minutes of their silence, they had reached the entrance to Hibiscus. Turning to address Leon, she decided it was best to finalize their plans for locating work. "What time Saturday is best for you, Leon?"
Subject: Whenever you wanna do it. I'm free whenever usually.
"Eleven is good for me," he answered her. "Do you want to meet here at the entrance?"
Forming a half-smile, Robin nodded. "Yes, that would be fine. We can take my vespa, if that is all right with you."
A vespa? Well...alright.
"Yeah," he replied. "See you then," he stated as he walked towards his floor.