-he shifts his weight from one foot to the other impatiently for the umpteenth time today as he continues his lecture that seems to drag on forever, and even the students seem to notice his rushed attitude, snickering every once in a while as he slips up, occasionally calling ‘synonyms’, ‘cinnamons’ and generally just becoming a big mess of limbs that manages to trip on its on two feet. The clock seems to be merciful as it reaches 5:00PM and he dismisses the students with a quick wave and watches them all shuffle out the open door, the last one giving a sheepish smile and bow to him, earning a wide, full grin in return- See you Monday, Chorong-ah. Be safe on the weekend. -he sends her off with another wave and quickly packs his things with one hand, the other swiping his phone unlocked to read the less than punctual texts, rolling his eyes as he locks up his briefcase and tugs it in tow, shutting the door behind him and fumbling to get his keys in the right slot as he locks the door and all but runs over to his car, the key in the ignition and revving up the vehicle as he texts out a quick reply, everything he’s doing completely rushed and hasty-
[text - Queen Ashe:] I’ll be there in ten, my Queen.
[text - Queen Ashe:] AND MY LECTURES ARE NOT BORING, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
(/wiggles around on her bed as her backside is exposed to the wintry breeze sneaking in through her bedroom’s cracked window, shivering a bit at the unexpected coolness before rolling off onto the floor, quickly moving to close said window) I hate the cold. (/she bounces in place slightly in an attempt to warm herself before walking over to her nightstand, opening the drawer and fishing out her favorite pair of ivory stockings, pushing up her skirt so she can wrap her lace garter belt around her waist and slide the hosiery up her soft legs, hooking the straps to the band. She looked herself over in the mirror once more, flashing a cheeky smile at her appearance before grabbing her phone and practically skipping into the living room, checking her new texts)
[Text to: Dumb Prince] You’re just boring in general. <3
[Text to: Dumb Prince] Take your time, though. The roads are kind of slick and I don’t want anything bad to happen.
[Text to: Dumb Prince] Plus I’ve got something to take care of anyway~
(/sets her phone on the table next to the sofa and hurries into the kitchen, searching through cabinets and drawers until she finds her target: matches. She spends the next few minutes bouncing around her large flat, lighting the fifty billion decorative candles that are placed sporadically throughout the apartment before dimming the overhead lights to a setting more similar to a dusky glow. Returning to the couch, she plops down onto her favorite – and slightly overused – cushion, crossing her legs to cover her bare bottom as she waits for you to walk through the door)
tiffxnsc replied to your post “Hi there! I’m Tiffany, but you can call me Tiff. /twinkles her fingers at the other female;”
Awh, thank you. /covers her wide smile with the tips of her fingers; Aurora? /her eyes widen slightly; Now that’s a beautiful name. /chuckles softly; How’re you, Aurora?
(/cups her cheeks to hide her pinkish blush, rubbing circles in the heated skin to do way with the color) Aah, you’re too sweet. Thank you. (/gives a light shrug, her lips puckering a bit) I’m alright, I suppose. Dying of boredom, but I’m alright. And you?
-upon receiving the first text, he nods a few times- Makes sense…-the next one comes and he beams like a child on Christmas morning, the following message only making him roll his eyes- Stupid brat. -he waits again, on edge, and tries to stop himself the first ten times he reaches for his phone, waiting until his lecture hall starts to fill up and when the last student is in their seat, he takes a quick head count and grabs his phone, typing out a quick response-
[text - Queen Ashe:] How ‘bout you slain some non-Freljord ass for me while I teach? I’ll be there soon, before you even know it. Make sure to slaughter Teemo for me. That guy needs to be permabanned.
(/throws her phone carelessly onto her bed upon reaching her room, making her way to the large walk-in closet and shuffling through her clothes to find something a bit more suitable for the events she had in mind) He’s gonna have a heart attack or something. (/with a smug smile on her lips, she tugged her dress up and over her slim frame, replacing the article with a pleated plaid skirt, white button up blouse, and a blazer that bore the red insignia of her high school on the blue fabric) Well, it still fits at least. (/twirling her hips a bit as she checked herself in the floor length mirror, she noticed the hem of her skirt rise with the motion, giving her yet another - probably horrible - idea. Her fingertips slid underneath the skirt and hooked onto the edges of her white panties, tugging them down and tossing them into her laundry basket, her legs automatically squeezing together to shield herself from the exposure) He better not make me regret this. (/sighs deeply, throwing herself down onto the bed and picking up her phone, reading the text message she’d received a few minutes prior and typing up a reply, a smile playing at her lips)
[Text to: Dumb Prince] Says the guy that used to only know how to play Teemo. Noooooob. ¬__¬
[Text to: Dumb Prince] And can’t you just end class early? Give your boring lectures some other time, this is more important!
-he snorts and rolls his eyes, his thumbs swiping over the sides of his phone and leaving streaks with the grooves of his fingertips, humming to himself as he replies as slow as possible to keep you waiting for his reply-
[text - Queen Ashe:] I’m pretty sure it was announced today all throughout the school. Were you late or did you just not come to school? Wouldn’t be surprised if you did one or the other. :-)
(/shifts from foot to foot impatiently during the elevator ride up to her apartment, checking her phone every two seconds for your reply, mumbling to herself) It must be because I’m in the elevator.That idiot wouldn’t make me wait for a response, would he? (/furrows her brows, checking her phone once more before sighing at the blank notification screen, almost giving up on waiting when the familiar buzzing surged through her fingertips, her screen lighting up with a new text. Her lips curve up at the edges as she swipes the screen, unlocking her phone and opening the new message, her eyes automatically rolling as she reads it, her fingers quickly tapping out a string of texts)
[Text to: Dumb Prince] Well, obviously I was at school, otherwise you wouldn’t have an excuse to text me. But I did leave skip my last few classes~
[Text to: Dumb Prince] Hurry up, idiot. :c I’m bored and I miss you.
[Text to: Dumb Prince] (2/2) supporting me bottom lane. I really could go for a good game of League right now… haha….
(/waves at you, her lips curving up into a friendly smile) Tiffany, what a pretty name. It’s very nice to meet you! I’m Aurora.
Hey, I’m Aurora. (/smiles back at you, eyes squinting up a bit at the corners) Cindie, huh? Is that a nickname? How cute, we’ve both got princess names!
(/waves at you, her lips turning up into a warm smile) Hello.