January and February Catch-All

[good_mourning]

Who: Sunny and others
What: Catch-all for events in January and February
When: January and February
Where: Throughout Trench

Content Warnings: No warnings yet. Will put warnings in the headers of individual threads as they come up.

Comments

[centile]

[oh. mob loves this.

he leans in, looking over the pictures, a little smile for the bat cat one especially.] This is really good.

[extremely good. what a nice idea, a photo album. kind of like master's board full of pictures he started.] Can I help? I'll take pictures sometimes, if you want.

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[There is the slightest upturn of Sunny's lips at Mob's reaction. He's really glad the other teen likes it.]

Yeah, that's why I wanted to show it to you. I thought you could add pictures if you wanted to. [It would be nice to see what fun stuff Mob got up to when he wasn't around.]

[centile]

[mob's never taken pictures before. maybe that can be a hobby? he doesn't feel particularly strongly about it, but that's not new. he wants to be passionate about something. maybe it just needs time.

regardless this would be nice.] Maybe we can take some pictures with Miss Makima, or at Miyagi-do.

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[Sunny nods.] I'd like that. [A lot. Taking pictures and putting them in an album put him more at ease. It felt familiar.]

Thank you for wanting to be a part of it.

[centile]

Of course. We're friends.

[said very simply. it strikes him maybe he shouldn't assume that, but sunny was like tome, like hanazawa, like the club. like robby and miyagi-do. he used to be more unsure about these things but now he thinks he knows pretty well what friendship is, how he feels about it.

sunny is definitely a friend.]

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[Though it shouldn't surprise Sunny, it does. He stares at Mob for a second, before a slight blush appears on his cheeks.]

Friends. Yeah. [Friends!!]

[centile]

[he's looking at the book again though. ah, batcats. a good time.

a glance to sunny, then a tilt of his head.] Are you feeling sick again?

[surely that's not the happy blush of friendship and instead fever. obviously.]

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[The questions makes Sunny blink a few times, before he shakes his head.]

No, I'm fine. I'm just... happy. [An emotion he wasn't very used to anymore.]