SEVENTEEN HAVE COME AND GONE ☆ alaric

[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

Despite what some may have thought, Aurum was not particularly offended by the fact that Alaric did not think of him as a friend, and instead thought of him as an acquaintance. Some thought that the lion was unable to survive without being friends with everyone, but this was simply not the case. Although the angel did enjoy being friends with many – since his childhood had been significantly starved of the social interaction he had so desperately craved – it was not necessary for him to remain happy with someone. Besides, Aurum had begun to pick up on the fact that Alaric was perhaps not the most overwhelmingly social feline of the bunch. Not that there was something wrong with that, but it was difficult not to notice with Alaric's dry and blunt tones, and his general distaste for interacting with others. He wasn't outright cruel, however, and that was enough for Aurum. The proxy actually sort of found his emotionless occasional wisecracks to be quite endearing.

When Alaric announced that the door was open, Aurum smiled the faintest bit, gently nudging the door open with a paw before he slipped inside. As he moved inside and shut the door behind him, he found his eye wandering over the room curiously, taking in all the little details. The various stacks of medical books made his faint smile grow slightly, reminding him of why exactly he had decided to turn to Alaric for help and advice. Moving over to where Alaric himself was, Aurum sat back on his haunches and waved a paw before speaking curtly, "Hey Alaric. Sorry if I'm interrupting something." He didn't really think he was, but still, he was a lion raised on common manners and courtesy. Moving on from that, he continued, "I actually came over to talk to you, and ask if perhaps you could teach me a few things about medicine. I'd ask the medics, but they're generally busy dealing with everything, so I thought you might be a slightly less stressed alternative." He could only hope that Alaric didn't consider that insulting, since it certainly wasn't meant to come off as such.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.