“Though I think I fell asleep way too early.” Sorey chuckled, and his grandfather took another puff. Sorey fiddled with his hair, blinking at his comment. “Did you sleep at all last night?” he asked him. Though a smile he did not receive, instead his grandfather looked at his disheveled appearance. He sat down across from him, offering a smile. The smell of tobacco was nostalgic to Sorey, his grandfather was always a smoker, even back when he was a small child. She jokingly said that he stopped joining in on class discussions in history, but a light joke to her had been a horrible realization to him.īy the time he had came downstairs, his grandfather was already sitting at the kitchen table, taking a puff from his pipe. Even Alisha, his friend, his crush, had noticed his sudden change in behavior.
It’s just a funk, he had tried to tell himself, once it really started to hit him.
Sorey frowned, pushing his head under the torrent of water, feeling horrible. As the brunet had begun to lather shampoo into his hair, he remembered this forgotten report card in his backpack, the red marks making his stomach drop as he thought of showing it to his guardian. He couldn’t remember when the sluggishness had started, at least not ever since his memory had started to blur into one consecutive color. The water came cascading down as he stripped himself of his pyjamas, tossing them to a corner of the bathroom. But knowing his grandfather would nag him if he didn’t shower, he turned the faucet over. He passed on brushing his teeth, not feeling the energy to even do so. Thus came his usual morning routine, except at a much more slower, snail-like pace. He stood up, hoping that his fall hadn’t woken up his grandfather in the floor below. As the ringing in his ears subsided, he slowly removed his blankets from his legs. Sorey lay there, dazed for a few moments. He fell to the floor with a loud thud, knocking his head on his bedroom floor. Was I really asleep for that long?! He sprung up off his bed, tripping as his blankets tangled around his legs. Sorey reached over for his phone, hitting the snooze button absent mindedly.Ġ2:12PM Me: Alisha u forgot your glasses at lunch, I have themĠ6:05PM Me: hey do you know the answer to thisĠ9:45PM Alisha: Hey Sorey! Don’t forget that you promised you’d eat lunch with me today! Especially if he was just going to get scolded by his grandfather, he thought it to be worth it.
Maybe if he kept them going, he wouldn’t fall back asleep and miss the bus to school every day. So he had made the decision to set extra alarms, starting early in the morning. He had been waking up early for a while now, finding it harder to wake up closer to the regular time school were to start. The shrill sound of his alarm broke through his sleep, his eyes flickering to life as he gazed out the window, the sun barely peeking out of the clouds. Sorey shifted as well, wringing his hands. “Can you tell me why you are here? Take your time.” “Hey Sorey! You can call me Lailah, okay?” Lailah said cheerfully, shifting in her chair as she reached for her pen.
She sat back in her chair and smiled once again. He looks anxious, his brown hair messy and his green eyes were accompanied by dark circles. Her tone is light, and she’s smiling easily as she looks at the teen from across her, sitting in a comfortable black chair across her desk. I really want to help you with your problems, so please, can you start with your name?”
Not selling the knife = missing out on 1,000 free gald + feeling like your character made the right roleplay move.“I’m here to help you, and I just want to establish a trust between the two of us. Sell the knife = 1,000 gald + getting the knife back before you actually need it + wondering why the game rewards bad roleplaying. It's very odd that the game essentially punishes you (you're 1,000 gald poorer) for not selling an obvious family heirloom that belongs to your friend (ironically Rose makes a point of telling you to be more careful about what you sell when she finally returns it), but there it is. You still give the knife back to Alicia even if you sold it, because you do a small side-quest to get it back before that point (where you return it to her).īasically, you're losing out on 1,000 gald if you don't sell the knife, because it's impossible to not get the knife back a short time later. I was more interested in giving the character back what belongs to them than whatever gold I'm going to get.Īnd I just bought the pipe back anyways, so everything turned out perfect. Originally posted by ♏α§тεr ✝ℌiεf~:I decided to keep the knife so I can give it back to Alicia since it was stated in the game that the knife is of royal descent in Hyland.