[blame filters in his direction, but it's the gentle kind that doesn't hurt. it's the kind that whispers, you mattered enough for me to stay awake. only, elias never knows whether that's a truth or a lie, so he has to ask:]
[ There are probably, she thinks, a right and wrong answer to this question. She mulls it over, less in any attempt to sidestep the truth than to figure out what won't be too open to misinterpretation over text. ]
because that's what knowing people is.
[ Not because we're friends, when they don't know each other that well, not really. Instead, you mattered, the answer he's suspected, in slightly different words. ]
going to keep answering my questions with questions?
[he stares at the screen for so long it goes dark and all that's left is the reminder of light in his skull. knowing people. elias doesn't let people know him, but he knows people.]
no subject
are you?
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i'm awake because of you.
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sure
why do you care that I'm awake?
no subject
because that's what knowing people is.
[ Not because we're friends, when they don't know each other that well, not really. Instead, you mattered, the answer he's suspected, in slightly different words. ]
going to keep answering my questions with questions?
no subject
going to keep trying to know me?
no subject
going to keep being annoying? 🫢
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
see you around, elias.