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Dorian Montoir
Ah. Hello there, my... friend.
Fri Jun 22, 2018 21:33
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It wasn’t a big deal. He didn’t mean anything by it, Dorian tried telling himself as he walked away from the vendor. But people’s comments could still be irritating or unthinking whether they had meant anything by them. Could still get under his skin.

You’d suit a nice light blue. Set off your tan.

The main flow of students was still coming in, and he didn’t want to push against that or look like he was storming out because that would lead people to talking and - he just wanted some space for five minutes to calm down. He ducked into a stall where the vendor was already busy with another student, taking care to be as unnoticeable as possible. Unfortunately, the guy seemed to have some kind of sixth sense for people entering his store because he turned and asked.

“Hello, can I help you with anything?”

“No. I- I was looking for my friend,” he nodded towards Parker. The words were out of his mouth before he’d really thought about them. He just wanted to give himself some space to not be bothered by the shopkeepers for a few minutes.

“I see. Well, I’ll return him to you presently,” he smiled. Dorian hoped he’d just return his attention to Parker but the salesman seemed to be evaluating him, and Dorian wondered whether he’d blushed when he’d lied. He was a pretty terrible liar most of the time.

“Where abouts are you from?” the shopkeeper asked. And his tone was pleasant. Conversational. Dorian knew it wasn’t a judgement.

“Canada. Very exotic, right?” he replied. He had intended it to sound like a joke but he was aware as he said it that he hadn’t been able to keep the irritation and hostility out of his voice. But the English-speaking Canadians never got this. They could be picked up by their accents, sure. Sometimes they probably got teased a little. But they were barely treated as foreign. His accent was one of the few things that hadn’t been foreign about him back home. And now it was another reason for people to evaluate him, to call him out, to ask him questions. He wasn’t ashamed of any part of his identity but it would have been nice, just for once, to not be an outsider. But he was. Wherever he went, he was too much of something else. And yet, at the same time, not Asian-looking enough to avoid the careless blunders of people like the first guy. “Sorry,” he mumbled, his eyes dropping to the floor.

“No problem,” the salesman nodded. Ah, to be thirteen again and self-conscious about literally everything… Turning back to the one in the suit, he added, “Looks like your friend’s having a bad day. Why don’t you get changed, I can sell you your nice suit and then you can go join him?”

‘Sorry,’ Dorian mouthed at Parker when the salesman’s back was to him. He felt like he’d completely invaded Parker’s day. He regretted his hasty choice of words, which meant that Parker was now going to have to pretend to be friends with him, at least until they were out of sight of this guy. He turned around, moved to the part of the booth as far distant from Parker and the salesman as possible, trying to look intensely interested in some shirts and be as unobtrusive as possible.

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    • Ah. Hello there, my... friend. — Dorian Montoir, Fri Jun 22 21:33
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