Brynjolf
I repeat,: uh, sure?
Wed Jan 18, 2017 11:23
173.59.250.25

Bryn’s eyes locked onto the kid who bumped into him. Or more specifically, his mouth. Considering that Bryn hadn’t fully turned towards the other person, any words now tumbling out of the persons mouth would have been lost. However, thanks to the fact that this was not an infrequent occurrence, the male had learned to read lips at a younger age. He frowned, focusing a bit at the rush of words. Did this kid ever shut up? It was weird enough having to watch someone’s mouth move, but when they talked at a mile a minute, the task became even more difficult.

“Could you uh, do you think you could slow down just a bit?” Bryn asked, rubbing the back of his head. He felt bad asking, but even on his best days his hearing wasn’t great. He turned his body towards the other male completely. “I’m sorry, I just can’t hear out of that ear and the other one likes to pick and choose what it hears. I caught most of what you said though.” That alone was a relief, because it could have been about ten times worse if the Draco had needed him to repeat it all.

“We do go to school together,” Bryn confirmed, starting with the simplest thing. He’d seen this Andres around. “You’re a transfer, right?” At the next train of thought that had tumbled from the other males mouth, the Nordic boy glanced down at his shoes. He could at least hear Andres babbling a bit, which was good, but even that was faint. “I, uh, didn’t exactly intend to mismatch them,” One of the shoes was red while the other was black, a mishap from that morning. “I guess it’s been an interesting day. My mom would probably pitch a fit if she saw me like this.”

Glancing back up at the other third year to make sure he hadn’t missed anything, Bryn just shrugged his shoulders. “I’m Brynjolf,” he said, introducing himself and sticking out a hand for the other boy to shake. That’s what his mother would have made him do anyway. “But everybody calls me Bryn. I’m in Draco.”

  • The boy hadn't heard Andres, by either some stroke of good luck or other-worldly interference; he cleared his throat and nervously ran his hand through his hair as he spoke again. "Oh, uh, I just... more
    • I repeat,: uh, sure? - Brynjolf, Wed Jan 18 11:23
      • Lovely weather we're having, huh? - Andres, Thu Jan 19 21:34
        Andres's eyebrows rose and he closed his eyes, his eyebrows now furrowed. The boy was deaf-Andres was such an idiot. An apologetic expression on his face, he actively slowed down his speech to a... more
        • See, now you're on the right track. - Brynjolf, Thu Jan 19 22:10
          “It’s not a big deal,” Bryn said with a smile, shrugging off the other third-years’ apology. He was used to people talking quickly or thinking that he heard them when he didn’t. It was what happened... more
          • The boy told Andres that he could talk as much as he wanted and it was like some spell had broken in some fairy tail about some chick who was sleeping, or was it the one with the long hair? Andres... more
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