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chemythstry :: period three :: elliot little
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[ “We do!” Elliot agreed, sounding just as enthusiastic as Orwell felt. When they nodded, drops of water, no larger than grains of sand, fell onto the desk, but they did not seem to notice that. Elliot nodded excitedly, drinking in every word.“Wait really? That’s a compliment, right? Well, cool, thank you! Your fins, and antennae, and shells are so cool too!” He remembered! He remembered what each part of Orwell’s head was called!! And called them cool again! Obviously, Orwell was hitting it off with the students, was what they thought excitedly to themself. “Yes!! A compliment!” Orwell clarified, wondering if those were weird things to comment on after all. “It’s cool to hear you say that, Ell! Though I could never look as cool as you, or any other student in here!” Orwell replied loudly. He was looking a bit strange now, his eyes almost appeared glassy and moist like Orwell’s. “Best. Teacher. Ever.” The words were spoken very quietly-especially compared to Orwell’s before. But Orwell caught onto it with their sharp ears and their eyes seemed to glisten and become brighter, a smile spreading across their face. Did he say…?! Orwell used to be a janitor who no one really spoke to. But now, after only a bit of time, they already appeared to have won a student over. Best meant favorite right?! “‘Best’? Are you serious? Do you really think so?” Orwell leaned even closer, blinking pleadingly. “Really! Rambling is fun. I want to learn more about you, Ell. Where are you from? I am from the ocean-some of the deeper and undiscovered parts.” Orwell said determinedly, plopping down in the vacant seat next to Elliot. They wondered if they were oversharing. ]
[ “This is actually my first time teaching…” Orwell admitted, fidgeting. “This is my second year at Once Upon a High… I used to be the pool cleaner, though.” They admitted this, though they sounded more grateful than sad. "What are we doing for class? Do you normally live in water? Elliot inquired. Orwell beamed at all the questions-the student seemed almost as fascinated with them as they were with the student! “Oh, fiddlesticks and fish!! I should probably tell everyone what we’re doing!” Orwell said, looking at Elliot longingly. They didn’t want to get up and leave Elliot, but they needed to get onto the lesson or students would think this was a free period instead of Chemythstry. “I do normally live in water… In fact… I need to drink a lot of water to live-be comfortable on land. Actually, I do sleep in the ocean, though. it’s quite refreshing. I might even stop by during lunch.” Orwell rambled, trying to explain. Their eyes flicked to the bottle on their desk before back to Elliot. ]
[ orp :: @eunoia wow sorry both of these replies feel just like im throwing way too many words down… i love these two so much though, so i tried my best!! also <-< i hope it is okay if orwell heard that lil mutter-lemme know!! alsooo today’s lesson will still allow Orwell + Elliot to talk if youd’d like 
and we LOVE the word cool XD what a mood- ]
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