video | orchestra three, dimmed evening hours

[jingyeets]

( Jingyi flops back to be sitting on a bed (large! well, double versus the twins of the cabins, so anyone who's in the doubles carriage is already used to this, lucky buds. He gives the ICP a look after sighing, holding up his hands in a stopping gesture. He keeps his voice lower since, well, this talks into cabins and some people are likely asleep, but: )

Okay, so, right. How do people sleep alone? It's so quiet! The big bed's nice, but I'm waking myself up here.

( He doesn't do pleading as his best look, but here, have a twenty-one year old making a Beseeching Expression to the people awake enough to have noticed the ICP up and talking. )

Anyone up for a four night sleepover or something? Elidibuses need not apply.

Comments

[jingyeets]

Your persistent belief in me saying things I haven't said is annoying. Can you beat yourself up on your own time? I don't have patience for you using me to slight yourself.

[foxyou]

Oh, so you're going to pretend you said nothing of the sort, is that it? How mature of you! [A half-stifled noise of frustration sneaks out of his lips before he moves to close communication on his end.]

Have fun suffocating yourself in bodies, I have better things to do with my time than arguing with a fool.

[Beep!]