LATELY I'VE BEEN TRYING && confessing(?)

Confessions and relationships were not something Alexander thought about, for the most part he was already completely oblivious. He did not understand those kind of emotions, and stacked on top of his preset aloofness was choice events that only solidified his avoidance from the whole thing.

Granted, he'd come to terms for finding himself more than endeared by the spunky apprentice of Bastille, intrigued by him at the declaration that if he won his battle against the sun, he would demand servitude for a week. Of course, there was no way Oni would be able to win at that, but it was still funny nonetheless. And the sun was a massive pain in the ass.

He was sitting on the floor, cross legged, when the knock on the door caught his attention. He snapped out of his trance, in the middle of attempted meditation. He stood up, opening the door with a small smile. He pushed some strands of long black hair behind his ear, one of the rare times he had it down. He would have tied it up before leaving the house, but this was a bit of an unexpected visit. "Hello Oni. This is unexpected, do you need something?"

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