[ His journey from the lounge to his room is a deeply fraught one. Isaac’s hunched over, ducking his head and staring intensely at the floor as he all but sprints upstairs. What would people say if they saw him like this?
But it’s that very thought that stops him at his door. What are Nia and Ash going to think? This is a disaster. Everyone... everyone’s going to be so angry...!
Swallowing, Isaac backpedals away from his door, desperately casting about the hallway in search of some answer. Something. Anything.
Which is when he spots a door bearing a plaque with a familiar name.
Isaac makes a beeline straight to it, but ... doesn’t immediately knock. Instead he hovers there, shifting from foot to foot, just ..... lingering .... awkwardly .... in the doorway ....
whisper-hissed: ]
Akira??
[ yeah he can definitely hear that through the door Isaac ]
WEEK ZERO: SATURDAY NIGHT
But it’s that very thought that stops him at his door. What are Nia and Ash going to think? This is a disaster. Everyone... everyone’s going to be so angry...!
Swallowing, Isaac backpedals away from his door, desperately casting about the hallway in search of some answer. Something. Anything.
Which is when he spots a door bearing a plaque with a familiar name.
Isaac makes a beeline straight to it, but ... doesn’t immediately knock. Instead he hovers there, shifting from foot to foot, just ..... lingering .... awkwardly .... in the doorway ....
whisper-hissed: ]
Akira??
[ yeah he can definitely hear that through the door Isaac ]