desperation or drabble meme? you decide!

[touchurkeys]

GUYS HAY GUYS

I'm being awesome and doing my work and going absolutely stir-crazy. Two essays, a midterm, thirty-five kanji, etc. will do that to you

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[iyaaalilbro]

I-I have too much fun with these prompts, srsly.

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"Patience is a virtue," said Joshua as he twirled a spoon in his fingers, watching the light glint off of it distractedly.

It was half an hour past the time when absolutely everyone had gone to bed, including the vampires for their midnight nap. The Mess Hall was deserted, quiet in a way that Oz had never known before considering he never frequented it at night despite lying awake at this particular hour some nights. (It was a curious thing how disquieting it could be to sleep in the deepest of darkness peacefully and the thought often shook him awake until he could sleep as the sun peeked over the trees.) There were people for that sort of the thing, after all.

Joshua seemed to have little else to say so Oz sat quietly. Rather, he sat as quietly as one who fidgeted every minute on the minute could. He kept shooting shy glances to the end of the table. Joshua kept twirling the spoon, absentmindedly dropping it as if forgetting he was the one twirling it at all, absorbed in his own world. Oz began to creep a hand over, resting the tip of his forefinger on a plat-- "You can wait, can't you?"

"But Master Joshua, wouldn't it be a waste of perfectly appealing... delectable... raspberry tart if we just left it there? Where it will be thrown away in the morning after being left out all night? Why, I think it's even still a little warm, so it must be fresh!" replied Oz with due cheer after he managed to pry his eyes from the morsel, quickly rubbing the drool from the corner of his mouth away.

Joshua looked at Oz as if he had asked if he wasn't unhealthily obsessed with his sister ... if the world truly was round. The apostle gave a soft shake of his head, a smirk turning the corner of his lips. He stopped twirling the spoon, dipping it into a small glass dish that had just appeared beneath him yet not breaking his gaze at Oz for a moment. "It'd ruin the taste of the best chocolate pudding you'll ever taste and that would be the waste," Joshua replied before sucking happily on his spoon.

Fiore placed another dish below Oz, straightening the napkin that had a spoon set on it, and giving a curt nod of her head before stepping back. Taking a small mouthful, Oz was surprised when he tasted the one thing that Joshua would be frank about. And with a content lick of the spoon, Oz found himself agreeing with.