Francis leaned back in his seat, and stretched his arms out in front of him, only just managing to stifle a yawn. Damn, he really was tired. He hadnt really noticed it until now, what with him concentrating on his work. But that, alongside the parkour hed done earlier, and bloody Miles being an ass, had really taken its toll.
Stacy then enquired exactly why he was feeling so drained. Well, that was kinda awkward; at least, one reason was. How exactly did you go about telling someone that their friend was being such a dickhead it was actually tiring? Francis mulled this over in his head, pulling a rather disgruntled expression.
Fortunately, Francis was given a slight reprieve as first Naomi, and then Zubin got up to leave. Naomi needed to do schoolwork, and Zubin needed to answer a call. Francis waved them both goodbye, then looked over at Stacy. He ran his fingers through his hair, and scratched the back of his neck, before answering.
Well, ah, street dancin and parkour kinda takes a toll on your body after a while. Leaves ya pretty fatigued an all. That, and all this work Ive had to do
Slight exaggeration, but hopefully it got the point across. Francis paused for a moment, before letting out a deep sigh.
As for emotionally
well, uh, was it just me, or was Miles, like
really kinda dickish just now? And Travis too. Sometimes they're just so fulla themselves, that I just wanna
Francis tried to think how to say what he wanted to say subtly, but couldnt think of anything, so instead smashed his fist into his left hand palm.
Francis let out some air through closed lips, before standing up abruptly, picking up his work as he did so. Right, well, cant sit around here all day, mopin can I? Should probably get going to actually deliver this stuff.
Francis headed towards the exit to the student center, before turning an giving a short wave towards Stacy. See ya around, Stace! he called, before turning again and heading out.
((Francis St. Ledger continued in Tiger in the Night