Dorm Roof, Sunday Afternoon

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante perched his elbow on a divider at the edge of the roof, cigarette dangling between his fingers. He eyed the stretch of cheese right past the town skyline. Everything smelled like cheese, which was kind of disgusting, but he could think of a few worse smells that could be hanging in the air right now. So whatever

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[snipsnspecks]

Ahsoka had come up to the roof intending to meditate in the small garden she'd found up here, since just because you could meditate anywhere it didn't mean there wasn't an appeal in doing it in the warmth of the sun surrounded by the feel of green and growing things (not to mention the scent of green and growing things). She hadn't expected to find anyone else up here though.

"Oh, hey."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante blinked, yanking his attention away from himself (figuratively) and the skyline (literally). "Oh, hey," he called, straightening. "What's up?"

[snipsnspecks]

"Not much," Ahsoka said gesturing at said skyline. "At least compared to last week."

That had been an indoors mediation week.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Yeah, the pony thing was a thing," Dante said. Expressive, as per usual. "But whatever, we've had weirder shit around here." Beat. "Not you until now, I guess."