09-22-2019, 01:47 AM
idyllfields
stars did fall
the continuous slam of books closing for the class was practically elegant music to their ears. three hours of anthropology. three hours of debating human activities against other experiences and resisting the urge of simply dumbing down the human species so as to still keep egos afloat. it was exhausting, truly, but caelum had kept just awake enough to highlight the chapters they needed to study on before rushing out of the door.
with their book tucked closely underneath their arm they checked their watch, sucking in a breath seeing they were almost late. the curse of a chatty professor that loved trying to relate to their students more than just teaching the textbooks contents. with a tired sigh, caelum slipped through the hall and out the door to the college campus, briskly walking toward the east dorms as quickly as they could.
it feels like the worlds moving much more quickly than it is when they arrive to the bright, towering white building, opening the glass doors and looking at their phone as it buzzed in their hand.
a missed call. dammit.
lynn, i'm in the lobby! they didn't let me up last time
they typed and sent, leaning back against the wall and releasing a breath they'd unexpectedly been holding in. their phone buzzed again, and they couldn't help smile seeing the other's name pop up in the notification.
don't worry at all. i'm coming down now.
they felt their heart soar in excitement, trying not to glance at the elevator every five milliseconds while they waited.
with their book tucked closely underneath their arm they checked their watch, sucking in a breath seeing they were almost late. the curse of a chatty professor that loved trying to relate to their students more than just teaching the textbooks contents. with a tired sigh, caelum slipped through the hall and out the door to the college campus, briskly walking toward the east dorms as quickly as they could.
it feels like the worlds moving much more quickly than it is when they arrive to the bright, towering white building, opening the glass doors and looking at their phone as it buzzed in their hand.
a missed call. dammit.
lynn, i'm in the lobby! they didn't let me up last time
they typed and sent, leaning back against the wall and releasing a breath they'd unexpectedly been holding in. their phone buzzed again, and they couldn't help smile seeing the other's name pop up in the notification.
don't worry at all. i'm coming down now.
they felt their heart soar in excitement, trying not to glance at the elevator every five milliseconds while they waited.
holding hands, making light .
they/them — typhoon — eastern coyote