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Breakfast, with Nessa
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“I’m glad to be back as well. You know you’re not alone in enjoying school,” Atlas smiled back, but it barely reached his eyes. When he expected to hear “I miss you too,” she only changed the course of the conversation. Breathing in, he put that thought aside, burying it in his mind. “I’d expect nothing less from someone aiming to be the top student in Wyndham.”
Inessa held up the bag, showing off the granola she’d made. Atlas mimicked her light energy, laughing along when she did. Yet his legs felt stiff when he stood next to her, and the strain of his smile began to hurt his cheeks. “You seem confident. Can I try some?” he asked, his tone betraying no emotion he hid under the smile.
He noticed how her gaze wandered to the crowd. It was a relatively big dining hall, and still, some curious eyes seemed to follow the couple. Atlas couldn’t help but wonder what went through their minds, just how they interpreted the break up of a couple that never had issues on the surface. Though the two were standing together now, carrying a friendly conversation as if nothing had happened, would the people around them really buy it? Would they believe the words of Atlas and Inessa when they claimed to be good friends?
His eyes turned back towards Inessa, and at that moment her mind seemed to be wandering elsewhere. Atlas chuckled under his breath.
“So, tell me, what’s been happening in your world?” Her tone indicated her engagement in the conversation, but upon a closer look at her eyes, Atlas could tell something was bothering her.
“Nothing unusual,” he shrugged. “Since I got here, I’ve mostly been greeting the new students and catching up with old friends. During break I went through the study material, my magic and music practice…” he trailed off for a bit, tilting his head in thought. “And even then, I still had quite a lot of free time left. It seems being out of a relationship has given me more time to myself.” As he spoke his lips curved into a smirk, and his tone rose loud enough for the people around them to hear. “Ever since we broke up, I haven’t dated anyone else, you know. Sometimes I do wonder what people think, but in the end, it ended up helping me. I’ve never been so focused on success.” And with his words he could see a few heads turn, a whisper shared between two students. Atlas found his gaze wandering to Nessa, to her drifting eyes, just wondering if they’d betray her thoughts.
Atlas asked about her goals for the scavenger hunt, and she replied "Well, winning of course,” a determined smile emphasizing her words.
“That’s my goal as well,” Atlas said, leaning in. Despite what he’d said earlier, he kept his tone light. “I’m sure it’s the case for many of us. But what would you do to stand out above the rest and win? Do you have a team?” Light, and a little bit dramatic.
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@Madilfill ✧ Inessa Duman
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