...Are you feeling okay? [ He asked, unsure if whether or not she was doing very well. Kaizon was....worried about her. ]

||: my results kinda suck since i didn’t take the super accurate version of the test so i’m not posting them

....I think we should, but I won’t force you to. [ His face would heat up once again, the lowblood looking away for a brief moment in order to try and hide it. ]

I....It was definitely /weird/. But I don’t... [ He’s struggling to find the right words as well. This whole situation is new to him. ] ...I’m not /against/ doing it again. Just–safer. And with less punching.

Y-Yeah, that’s probably for the best. [ He mumbled, deciding not to try and press the matter. ] ....we’re both kind of a mess, aren’t we.

I’m— [ Kaizon’s very conflicted at the moment. ] ...If you’re one hundred percent sure, then....uh....that’s fine with me? [ He doesn’t know why he feels....weirdly eager about this. It’s strange. ]

We probably shouldn’t do it, um, /right now/. You still need to heal up. [ Even if he wanted to. Badly. Her safety was more important, though. More important than ...whatever this was. ]

I can’t. You could get hurt even worse. [ Kaizon’s resolve is slipping. He doesn’t want to hurt her—but he needs this. It’s....hard, for him. ]

[ Kaizon’s.....not doing very well at the moment, so he’s nowhere to be found. ]

[ Hey, he’s back. And kinda....staring off at nothing, for some reason. ]

[ Oh, hey, people are staring at him. Blinking, he’d awkwardly wave. ] Uh. Hey there? Sorry, i’m kinda out of it, today.

[ And he’s wandering off, now. This is fine. Probably. ]

[ Oh, wow, he’s actually back. ] ....Hm. [ Just kinda sits down, his hands tucked into his pockets. ]

[ Surprisingly, it’s pretty quiet today. A perfect day to sit back and relax, reading a good book. Which is exactly what Kaizon is doing. ]

“No drugs.”

//: new oc and he’s big trash woo go follow him

// i’m using this oc again so go follow if you want he’s Okayish i swear

“I have returned.” Nobody cares.

Silently, he just sits down and runs a hand through his hair. It’s way past his shoulders, now... With a small sigh, he ties it up in a ponytail, hoping that’ll make it somewhat easier to manage.

[ He’s currently flipping through a book, bored out of his thinkpan. ]