Thread: He's Not Quite What She Seems (Kveria & Xerxes)

It wasnt like him to be late. Leander was always up at the crack of dawn, showered, completely prepared and ready to go before everyone else. He was used to always being the first one there and the last one to leave. It had been true of every passion hed pursued in his lifetime thus far. When hed thought he would grow up to help his mother run the stable, he was already up, had the automatic water bowls turned on and was passing out the bran mash, beat pulp, and sweet feed when his mother got to the barnhay was heavier so he let her deal with that. Even now, as he rolled out of bed in his very empty apartment he could still smell the sweet, slightly tangy scent and it made him a little homesick. Of course, once hed rolled out of bed, he took note of the time and flew into a panic, running himself through the shower, partially drying his hair, and then barely dressing in a pair of dark wash jeans and a blue t-shirt with a graphic of the little boy from ET crashing into the moon while the alien tumbled away toward the bottom of the shirt. It was still early September and summer was clinging with all its might, so he only threw on a light grey sweater just to cover his arms. Luckily his building wasnt that far from the campus and traffic seemed to be flowing in the right order, so he didnt end up missing class, but this still wasnt exactly what hed had in mind for his first day. What made it worse, when he walked into the classroom, Professor Hurst turned his eyes up at him, slightly narrowed and all Leander could do was return an apologetic grin, rub the back of his neck and sulk away to a mostly empty part of the classroom, sitting down not far from a particularly pretty young ladyhe didnt normally care to notice those around him, being pretty self-sufficient and a little introverted, but she had captured his attention and he offered her a small smile as he unpacked his things. Pens, paper, Inspirion 14 5000 Series Touch Notebook Classic Literature textbook? Hed brought the wrong book. For a moment he panicked, but then in occurred to him that he was an adult he was twenty-three and had taken a few years to do the things he wanted to take care of before he sold his soul back into educational slavery he finally showed one of his mothers horses at the FEI even though he only took eighth, he saw the Grand Canyon, got piss drunk and blew a bunch of cash in Vegas, toured Norway with his grandparents to learn about his familys heritage, and visited his cousins in British Columbia. Through all this, he kept his Tumblr well-updated with pictures and long-winded articles about the things he was seeing. The last one as he returned home to finally find an apartment and get a damned life lamented about all the things he hadnt gotten to do, like see Hobbiton in New Zealand. The Lord of the Rings books had been a much beloved series of his for as long as he could remember, though he didnt care for the moviesfor a literature enthusiast, he felt they took much too much away from the novels but that didnt stop him from wanting to go see the sets. Leander turned to look at the girl next to him, scooted over several places and offered a short and quiet, Hi, as he neared her. He offered a half smile and took a second to examine her further. He let his eyes wander briefly over her and suddenly felt a little self-conscious, wearing a crappy ET parody tee with his damp hair pulled into a ponytail like a damp yacht mop hanging down his back. He shifted uncomfortably he really didnt want to seem like he was the kind of person who didnt take class seriouslythis was his passion and he knew he had no excuse for his present state. Hey, sorry. I forgot my textbook. Do you mind sharing with me?