[Pietro scoffs almost indignantly, gesturing with the eclair.]
Please, no one would get bored with me.
[He furrows his eyebrows for a second, rethinking what he's claiming by that statement, an acceptance of this whole split society system and his place in it. It's a vibe he doesn't want to give off, and he shoves half the eclair in his mouth before he says something else to that effect. He's not quite done chewing when he dismissively waves away his own comment and gives more context.]
My roommate up there disappeared, went home. That happens.
[He shrugs like he's done with this conversation already, although he'd started it, and holds up the box of pastries.]
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Please, no one would get bored with me.
[He furrows his eyebrows for a second, rethinking what he's claiming by that statement, an acceptance of this whole split society system and his place in it. It's a vibe he doesn't want to give off, and he shoves half the eclair in his mouth before he says something else to that effect. He's not quite done chewing when he dismissively waves away his own comment and gives more context.]
My roommate up there disappeared, went home. That happens.
[He shrugs like he's done with this conversation already, although he'd started it, and holds up the box of pastries.]
Want one?