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Harrison awaited a response from Ilyas that never graced his ears. Ah, Ilyas, forever trapped in the silent maze of his own thoughts- never as good with words as Harrison or persons he the cat had caught his tongue like the expression goes. Well, Harrison sought solace in the heaven- praying the gods or God that Ilyas would speak soon because Harrison did not have the patience or time right now with his anger to become a mind reader. He needed answers, not games, and Harrison was usually a man of games.
With an exasperated glance, Harrison turned to Corin, offering Ilyas an opportunity to conjure a response, to provide justification for his lack of letters and of words. When Corin had mentioned that Ilyas had taken many extracurricular activities during their time at the academy, Harrison had aheed- of course, Ilyas was busy bedding women, was that why he could not send a letter? Because he was too busy with the acts of bedding? That could not be it, Ilyas had bedded so many woman here in England and he still found the time to chat with Harrison so what was it? Where the women of France truly that special? Possible but that was not the answer and Harrison knew it."This situation would almost be shocking if it weren’t for the fact that Ilyas has always been, well, a bit of a rabbit. One wonders how he hasn’t already sired any illegitimate heirs " Harrison said a smirk on his face, till the smirk had fallen down then gotten back up remembering that Corin was here. Wait, could it be that Ilyas had an illegitimate heir he was taking care of during his stay at the academy and that was why he had never sent a letter? But Corin did mention that Ilyas sent him a letter and yet could not be bothered sending one to his friend since the youthful days, still it seemed quite fitting for Ilyas to birth illegitimate heirs but at the same time no. Harrison would like to believe if that was the case then he would have known, there would be something in Ilyas expression that would remind him of that of a father- marking him as one but there was nothing.
It was just the old expression of his friend who had let him down with his lacks of letters. Harrison listened as Corin retold how he and Ilyas met, his lips curling into an ohed expression- Well that was certainty an introduction. “Ilyas does have a habit of making relations through strange encounters. Did you know that I and him had met when we were younger from a race? I was winning because of course I am after all I am Harrison, but to keep myself as humble as I am, I shall continue, well I was at the head of the race and Ilyas had decided he would like to be a cheater and somehow he had tripped on a stick and had held me, dragging me down with him. I had called him a cheater,” Harrison said turning to face Ilyas with fondess as he recounted their tale, till he realized that It was Ilyas he was looking at not the ilyas he knew who would not have dared to not send later, and he eyed him before returning back to Corin, “While we were having our disagreement, we saw the other boys coming over but we wished to win, we both did so we helped each other win and we might or may not have found a way to delay the other ones so we both could somehow come out first.” Yes, that was truthfully the story of how they met as chaotic as it may sound, and perhaps if you were there during that time it happened, it would have looked even more chaotic than it sounded. Especially since that was exactly what made them close to one another. Ever since then, Harrison was truly fond of the rascal, and they had developed a closer friendship, with Harrison teasing him because Harrison was taller than him and most of the boys his age or older and the fact Harrison was also older.
Morever, that was enough positive about Ilyas because really all Harrison wanted to do right now is- and he will not be blamed for his actions if he did was to slam his fist into Ilyas face. Ilyas had called the Ellis girl multifiaced, asked for an answer to Ilyas neglect of him and then Ilyas had just gone, gone to talk to exact same girl Harrison had called multifaced. What type of horse shxt was that? “How would you feel if I was to punch your friend?” Harrison asked turning to Corin, “As much as I do want to leave a postive impact on you, I do not think i can hold my anger for much longer. Ilyas is truly getting in my last nerves, I truly wonder what had possessed me to be friend him and what is possessing me right now to still consider the traitor a friend.” Harrison said his lips curling into a snarl as he watched Ilyas approach the Ellis girl- for as long as their friendship has lasted, Harrison had truly never expected something like this, he had never expected there would come a time he would be so angry with Ilyas he would wish to slam his fist into his face especially as he talked about the backside he did not have.
@DandelionKate - Corin
@Madilfill - Ilya s(mentioned)
@benitz786 - Aurelia (mentioned if you squint)