003 ☠ video/action

[kringlefuck]

<sub>[ Evening, Network. It's been awhile since you've seen this kid on the network, but here he is. The video starts with him trying to adjust the communicator on the coffee table in the living room of his residence, though it falls over and there's an obvious "aw devilshits" in the darkness.
Ok, try again.
Looks like we're being picked up again and we see two curious green eyes behind thick, rectangular glasses. He sets the communicator up on a hard surface again and then steps back, muttering something incoherent to himself before he steps back and adjusts himself a little.

This is Jake. This is Jake with his hair actually combed and his face free from dirt and bruises. He's a bit over dressed for the communicator, wearing this. Just where the hell did he get that anyway?

The teen shuffles back against the living room sofa, the area brightened up by a mere lamp. Then, he lounges, crossing one ankle over the other and we see he's still wearing his combat boots. What a nerd. ]</sub>

Greetings fellow residents. Uhmm.

_{[ Oh wait. He's pulling out a piece of paper now. It's obvious he's shaking by the way he's holding it and he reads off of it. ]}

If I am not terribly mistaken, the holiday known as Valentine's Day is coming up within a duo weeks, and it would be my greatest honor to escort an individual on this day. It is absolutely peachy if you want this not to be anything too, uhm, forward on the romancing spectrum, but rather just one of comradery, especially if I am unacquainted with you.

_{[ A deep breath. He withdraws from his pocket a handkerchief and paps his face down a little. He lowers the paper and looks at the camera. ]}

I've never celebrated Valentine's Day, so, uhhhhhh. I don't want to be alone for this holiday. And while friends and what have you are absolutely splendid, it is customary to have a specific date if I am understanding correctly. I guess.. that's it? I'm asking in advance so may chance we can get to know each other first, or plan accordingly on schedule. I'll make sure to take care of the dinner one way or another!

_{[ He'll be spearing fishes and preparing it that way, jsyk. ]}

Uhhh, shoo. Well, thanks.

<sub>[ /end personal advertisement. He'll reach way over and click the communicator off. ]

[ Action available for room mates! ]</sub>

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[kringlefuck]

_{[ He gets what you're saying cause he knows, but he doesn't want you to know that he knows and so he just adverts his gaze for a moment, falling quiet as he thinks for a moment. ]}

--You're right, I suppose.

[shippingmath]

[The burning anger deflates, replaced instead by hurt. He'd expected to have to explain just exactly what had been awkward, to have to give every little detail of how Jake had been avoiding him for these past few months. Somehow, this is worse, because it means that Jake has been doing it on purpose. He's barely been pretending things are normal.]

So I think you owe me an explanation.

[kringlefuck]

_{[ Oh shit. Jake folds his hands and looks at Dirk. ]}

Uhmm.
Explanation?

[shippingmath]

You've been avoiding me for months, it's incredibly fucking obvious. You could at least tell me why.

[As far as Dirk can tell, he's been acting normal. He's trying to analyze it in his head, and he still can't find anything that he did differently. But something must have happened, right?]

[kringlefuck]

Oh, uhmmm. Well, I--

_{[ God. This was difficult. ]}

I-- do suppose I have an explanation, along with an apology.
But it's complicated. Are you certain you want to know about it tonight?

[shippingmath]

Yes.

[He's giving Jake a look again. Give Jake more time to avoid him, while he knows it's on purpose and gets to think up all the different reasons why it might be happening on his own? The only good thing about the situation is that he doesn't have the AR here to taunt him.]

As if 'complicated' has ever stopped me.

[kringlefuck]

<sub>[ Jake watches the floor for a moment before he stands up and brushes himself off a little. With a deep breath, he brushes his hand against Dirk's before gently curling his fingers around his hand and holding it.

Woah.

Already looking exhausted, he doesn't make eye contact with Dirk. ]</sub>

I would be much obliged if we had a talk in an even more private area.

[shippingmath]

[Oh.



Wow, okay. What even. He kind of wants to be hopeful about this. But Jake's not looking at him right now, and he's not sure how to interpret that.]

Your room?

[kringlefuck]

Seems safe enough.

_{[ And he'll guide Dirk there, form which we close this thread and create a log. ]}