[the moment Nick situates himself next to Naoki, he snaps his book shut with a sharp snap that mirrors the annoyed sigh he huffs out before he can catch it. he doesn't know what about him right now is suggesting he needs or wants company, but apparently there's something he needs to turn off.
still, apart from the crime of nosiness, the stranger hasn't really done anything that deserves being snapped at, and Naoki meets his gaze with a carefully neutral expression.
writing a novel? that one is easy enough to answer, at least.]
Not a novel. I don't think you would find it interesting.
[that's not a lie either, obviously. this guy lives in a town full of witches. what's a singular fae, right? Naoki tucks the journal away into his pocket, and clasps his hands together on the table, studying a nasty looking water mark on it's surface and not giving Nick an inch more.]
no subject
still, apart from the crime of nosiness, the stranger hasn't really done anything that deserves being snapped at, and Naoki meets his gaze with a carefully neutral expression.
writing a novel? that one is easy enough to answer, at least.]
Not a novel. I don't think you would find it interesting.
[that's not a lie either, obviously. this guy lives in a town full of witches. what's a singular fae, right? Naoki tucks the journal away into his pocket, and clasps his hands together on the table, studying a nasty looking water mark on it's surface and not giving Nick an inch more.]