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[wanderingsin]

Sin rushes home to shower and change his clothes, texting Athelstan as he goes.

Sorry, long night at school. I'm on my way to you now. <3 Sin

He looks at himself in the mirror, noting the bags under his eyes. He hesitates a moment before grabbing a bag out from under his sink. He hasn't worn make-up in a while but he still has some stashed somewhere. He manages to find some concealer, using just enough to tidy himself up.

Dressing a clean outfit, rather more casual than normal seeing Athelstan won't care what he wears, he dashes downstairs, a slice of toast between his teeth as he pulls his jacket on.

A quick bus across town and he's standing outside Athelstan's building, tapping the buzzer lightly.

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[wanderingsin]

"Maybe." Sin huffs and centres himself, trying to get back into the headspace to be a model.

[athelstanthescribe]

"He's really got you rattled, hasn't he?"

[wanderingsin]

"Yeah." He sighs, hating himself for how badly it shows.

[athelstanthescribe]

"Do you want me to ask around about him?"

[wanderingsin]

"Would you? If it wouldn't be too much trouble. And if you can safely. If he is... if there's something wrong, I don't want to put you in any danger."

[athelstanthescribe]

"I'll be careful", he promises. "And I won't ask anybody that seems too close to him."

[wanderingsin]

"Thank you, Athelstan. You're a good friend." It does help and he relaxes back into the right place in his head.

[athelstanthescribe]

"So are you."

He looks back at the painting.

[wanderingsin]

Sin smiles briefly and lets himself drift, getting lost in himself again now that he's feeling safe to.

[athelstanthescribe]

[ooc: and fade?]

[wanderingsin]

{ooc: lovely, thank you.}