Donna
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ Bored, thats what she was... Just plain fuckin' bored! In fact, it had been a while since she'd done... Well, *Anything* Really! Whatever, she'd seen Sig and Esme a few times but...
Yeah, she could use a breath of fresh air that was a bit more, say, cynical!

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ That said, she was awaiting Gabe, looking down at her nails from time to time and at the clock, as she idly sat by in wait. He was always good company, just fairly easy damn to talk to, especially when things are mundane. Why? Because even if Gabe isn't nearly as off the walls as she is, he's definitely got some conversation in him, and Hatsume is beginning to get pretty good at tuggin it out.
Her mouth widened into a yawn, her tall body slouching in the chair as she sat amongst the common room.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ A little bit of catch up never hurt anyone, plus, she had a bowl of cereal to demolish either way so...
Minerva
Now, of course, Gabe didn't *Need* To look good, especially for someone who was: 
1. Like a sister more than anything. 
2. Not into men.
3. Batshit insane. 

...And yet, Hatzume was fun, and would most certainly comment on whatever out of character things he would wear, and so today Gabriel was sporting some of ... *Gasp*, was that Sigrun's clothing? 

A pair of black jeans, an appropriately spooky shirt, and boyishly messy curls under a beanie. The only thing preventing Gabe from fully transforming into this edgelord persona was the smug, confident grin on his face as he hailed Hatzume down. 

*Oh yeah,* He thought. *I can do scene better than any of you bitches. I am a golden god.* Gabe's inner monologue continued to wax poetic as his face sported the same smile. 

"Yo." He said, offering his vape to Hatzume as a peace offering.
Donna
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ It doesn't take a genius to know that Gabe and Sig were an unlikely pair, but seeing him rock up in her clothing was certainly... Unexpected! She whistled, looking Gabe up and down with a grin that could easily either be taken as teasing or just... Being happy to see him.
"Hello?? Gerard Way?? Do you do autographs??" 
Okay, teasing it is, she wasn't dressed too dissimilarly, but it was on par for Hatsume, to see Gabe dressed like it was the early 2000s and he desperately wanted to impress the scene girl he sits next to in science was abnormal, and a little strange.
But in fairness... He was slaying it.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "All you need is a look of general distaste for society and you'd look like the edgy losers I hang around with in Isakstad sometimes." She comments, swinging one leg over the other in newfound attention.
She eyes the vape up, flattered by the offer. She was hardly a chainsmoker but... Everyone now and then, well it wouldn't kill her.
That said, she yoinks it and raises a brow.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "You sure you want to allow me use of your precious resources mr gabriel?"
Minerva
"Gerard Way? *Please*." Gabe scoffs, albeit still doing a little outfit twirl so Hatzume could admire him in every angle. "Maybe Blanche would call more often if that was the case." 

A joke, but it came out a bit sour, the corners of Gabe's mouth turning downward for a split-second... And then he remembered himself, and he was smiling, and a faux-easygoing laugh squirmed its way out of his mouth. 

"If I wanted a general distaste for society, I'd go on intranet more often." Gabe cracks his back, leaning against the wall and looking proud as Hatzume took the vape in her hands. *They grow up so fast,* He jokes in his head, wiping away a non-existent tear at Hatzume finally taking a puff of nicotine.

He waves his hand at Hatzume's question. "Go nuts." Gabe assures her.
Donna
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ Jokingly, Hatsume whistled a chorus towards Gabe's outfit of the day twirl, giggling to herself afterwards.
"She's probably so busy with children school- sooo much work." Hatsume teased, she noticed the downturn in Gabe's grin, which was fixed before she could even comment... That's Gabe for you, Hatsume really had to coax him into a sentimental therapy session one of these days...

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Ugh wrooong, I love the intranet, best thing about this place is letting all you loveable goons know my stream of consciousness. Not nearly as bad as my close friends story, but still." She shrugs, letting her body relax back into the chair- of which she scraped across the floor to be closer to Gabe.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Yippee" She uttered, taking a go on the vape- Hatsume wasn't expecting much, and its a good thing her expectations weren't in the clouds, as she hacks and coughs in her failed vape attempt. Desperately, she clears her throat, giving herself a short cooldown period to rejuvenate her composure.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Auck, ahauck- how is weed illegal and this isn't, again?" Hatsume raised a brow, passing the nicotine grenade back to Gabe.
"At least your lung problems will be mango flavoured, I guess?"
Minerva
Hatzume was relaxing to be around— she didn't comment on anything he didn't want her to comment on, and always found a way to abuse his ADHD to avoid dwelling on any particularly nasty subject for too long. Still, he sighed, putting an overdramatic hand on his forehead. 

"They grow up so fast..." He echoes again, this time out loud. Considering Hatzume's personal life, he did his best to avoid mentioning his sibling around her. It was a courteous apathy, he'd like to think, feigning ignorance about her clusterfuck of a family situation to avoid confronting whatever the fuck went inside her head. 

Still, he muses, taking his vape back and fiddling with the stick. It was easy to realize just how much his life revolved around Blanche when he was forced to monitor the amount of sibling-gushing.

"Fun fact, actually." A smooth voice rang out next to Hatzume's ears, and Gabe couldn't help but look collected as he sat down. 

"Weed is really taboo in Sweden. Like, *Really taboo*. It's illegal, yeah, but people will go apeshit if they see you smoking." Gabe throws his head back and laughs, mind wandering to how many people in New Orleans wandered the street high as a kite— or on other, worse things. 

"Isn't that *Wild?* I think the deans could benefit from a toke or two."
Donna
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ Hatsume had noticed it, the reluctance towards sibling talk- dare she say, she's actually a little flattered by it... As much as a jealousy ached in her to hear an older brother talk about his little sister, it was fine actually, really it was.
In fact, she *Liked* Hearing about Blanche, nature was heaking, 8 year olds like warrior cats still, it's nice to know... That said, it made her smile to see the subject flick away to something else.
He was so thoughtful, awhh

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ She rolled her eyes, handing the vape back to the ever so slightly shorter(?) boy
"Really? That's... I kinda thought it would be something they're chill about here... Huh. Not that that affects me. I'm like... Way too pretty for drugs, duh." She sat up in her seat, placing her hands on her lap and flashing a toothy grin at Gabe- one a bit similar to when you're creating a sim and they wont stop moving their fucking faces and grinning everywhere, you know what i mean.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "I think the deans could benefit from a *Lot* Of things, like i dunno, a martini and a massage, or like a *Really* Good nap."
Minerva
"You're saying the deans need a martini, a nap, and a massage?" Gabe's meticulously sculpted eyebrows furrow, and he thought to himself. *Now where could they get that...*

"For the martini, we just need someone who's twenty one or over. Real shame about that Valio person leaving, though— wasn't she a bartender at some point? She fit *Both* The criteria, but... Oh, well. What's done cannot be undone, and I'm sure there are other people with access to drinks."

The mental image of Gabriel and Hatsume asking one of the teachers for drinks floated in his mind, and Gabe couldn't help but laugh. The worst outcome was obvious; Oliver would probably try to pour isopropyl alcohol straight down their throat. Pernilla or Graham, though... Well, he'd let Hatsume do it to avoid any potential backlash, but he didn't think they'd react too poorly.

Of course, Gabriel would never do that. Still, it was amusing, the corners of his smile widening naturally and carving dimples into his cheek.

"As for a nap... You could just ask your 'skrungle de de bungle uwah', as you affectionately call 'em. That's their, like, whole deal." Gabriel didn't like acknowledging the names of people he didn't think were important to him, and this was no exception. Sure, they were relevant, once upon a time... But that was before they went into Mattias' dream. Before the fallout of that sent Mattias into a spiral of pseudo-albino worship, and, ultimately, straight through the doors of a mental institution, never to be seen by Gabriel again. 

Mattias had a lot going on; Gabe wasn't stupid enough to think the albino was the sole cause of his issues. Still... It didn't mean Gabriel had to *Like* Them.

But that was long ago, and Gabriel did not want to contemplate the people he's failed.

"And a massage?" Gabe flexes his arms, winking at Hatsume with a picture-perfect smile. "Leave it to me."
Donna
⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "Nah nah, you only have to be 18 for that around these parts, american boyy. I can get em a martini- and a mcdonalds wrap if they're so inclined." She gives a thumbs up, she hates working in hospitality but she *Does* Love free food so... Do with that what you will.
"Val was indeed a bartender, I went to her bar the day before my 18th. A little bit of a dead idea but I was sort of in surgery on my birthday so... At least I got a coke." Hatsume shrugged, it was as if they were both wearing an intertwined foil hat- because the thought of asking teachers for drinks also crossed her mind, causing a chuckle.

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ "I'll have you know Uri is my scroingly bop, actuallyyyy" Awful specific there, Hatsume... The tall girl was blissfully ignorant of The Mattias Incident (and weirdly enough, even if she was aware- she'd find a way to shift the blame away from them- so why even bother letting her know?) That said, Hatzume may never find out about it, choosing to find the albino simply just a little fucking strange, in a way she found intriguing and wonderful.
Christ, Hatsume had her ways...

⇄◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹↻ Hatsume whistles, giggling at Gabe's whistles.
"Woo, go muscle man. Sign my forehead!!" She teasingly fangirls, placing a manicured hand on her cheek; the other hand fanning her face
Minerva
Yo, mind if I end this? 
Sorry, I just... Dunno where to go from here 😵‍💫😵‍💫

Gabe and Hatzume shoot the shit deep into the night, enjoying each other's company in the relatively lame surroundings of the Cradle. 
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