good, cause i only bought 2 donuts. and i may or may not be in front of your door already.
[ He is. He has been for a while. He wanted to make sure she's fine after their last phone call, yet he's learning that being friends with Weiss takes just as much work...
[ wtf jaune you have to stop just randomly showing up at a girl's residence like this!
weiss doesn't respond, but rather the door opens a minute later. she stands behind it, mostly, since it's only opened a fraction anyway. enough that she can eye him and his packages warily. ]
What kind of donut?
[ because she only allows herself to eat certain ones...!! ]
[ Oops, he wasn't expecting the door to open, he was rather focused on staring at his CereVice. He's glad it did, though, even if only a little, because he's better at talking than typing (although not by much, at times!). ]
[ she pauses about ten feet into the apartment, turning around to give him a mildly sullen look. ]
Who said I was moping?
[ okay, so she's still in her nightie. and she may have a bit of cinnamon dusting her cheek, and she might have even said that around a (dainty) mouthful of donut.
[ Not that he minds seeing her like this, even if he always liked her for her gracefulness, but one look at her clearly tells him that there's something rotten in the state of Weiss Schnee.
He finally takes a few steps within the apartment, albeit carefully. ]
A-Are you serious? Have you seen yourself? Have you seen anyone lately?
[ she doesn't stop him, but there is a mildly disgruntled look on her face. maybe you're such close friends that she's comfortable enough to look as she looks in front of him, okay!
or maybe he factors so low on her radar still that she couldn't care less what he thinks of her. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ]
Don't be ridiculous — I just had breakfast with Yang and Integra a few hours ago.
[ th-they both happen to be her roommates and by "had breakfast with" she means they were all in the kitchen at one point or another that morning LOOK SHE DOESN'T HAVE TO PROVE ANYTHING TO YOU ]
This happens to be one of the few days I have no academic or occupational obligations — am I not allowed to indulge a little, Jaune Arc?
[ It sounds like she's just skipping work, which earns her a dubious look. ]
I didn't say that, but the Weiss Schnee I know doesn't let anyone talk with their mouth full, remember?
[ Well, as long as we're comfortable, or not caring about his presence, Jaune walks past her and returns from her kitchen with a napkin in hand. It's a quick wipe on her cheek, before she even has a chance to protest. The way he does it so seamlessly suggests that he's had to do it to his sisters on more than one occasion. ]
And you've been snappy in our phone conversations. [ Well, more than usual. ]
truly, she has sunk far too low. the lowest a person can ever get. ever. ]
Don't act like you really know me at all.
[ speaking of snapping. she snatches the napkin from his hand with more vehemence than is truly necessary from someone in just their nightie, and stomps past him into the kitchen, wearing blue fluffy slippers that muffle most of her stomps so it's kind of pointless in the end ah well. ]
And is it such a surprise that I'm so snappy? Since I'm so inept at making friends, it only stands to reason I'd be just as inept at holding conversations, right?
[ ah, and there's the rub. she doesn't mean to throw it back in his face like that, and stew on it like she is. but this is why she'd been holed up in her room that whole day, content to simmer on the issue till she could bury it nice and neat like all the other things she can't let dissuade her.
how dare he come over and ruin such a careful process. ]
[ Weiss has currently jumped from friendzone to sisterzone. Indeed, she has reached a new low, a bratty Arc sister. Thankfully, he can deal with this. ...Sort of! ]
Oh...kaaaayyyy...?
[ Yikes, she's mad. He just follows her quietly, allowing her to say whatever she has to. Weiss may say cold things a lot of the time, but her body language suggests that she may erupt like a fiery volcano any moment now. But inept at making friends? Could it be about that? ]
[ a fiery volcano is pretty accurate, considering in the next second she slams her hand against the nearby counter (that poor donut). ]
No. Yes. No!
[ her answers come right after the other, and she looks more and more torn as the next one arrives. ]
I don't care what you think about me — I don't care what anyone thinks about me. I'm a Schnee, a Schnee is born with thick skin, they can't... they can't let stupid little words affect them.
[ It sounds pretty horrible in her voice, that's for sure. :'D ]
I said that because I'm your friend, and nobody's holding a gun to my head to be that to you. [ In other words, you're capable of making friends on your own, silly. ] Making friends at new schools isn't easy, and I don't know where I'd be if it weren't for Pyrrha and Ruby. [ He would still be stuck somewhere inside a locker courtesy of one Cardin Winchester, he imagines. ]
I-I guess I just didn't want you to feel lonely at school without our friends there... I'm sorry...
[ he isn't required to be in a team with her. and her family means nothing here — the schnee name isn't going to be granting him any perks of benefits like they would have back home, when he'd been aggressively pursuing her.
so why does he bother here? now?
weiss, of all people, knows she isn't the easiest to get along with. ]
If I'm the sort of person who doesn't wanna be friends with someone because of their flaws, then I... I don't think I'd deserve anyone's time.
[ After all, who's more flawed than he is? Her question is an interesting one because he wants to know why she deals with him, too, but he's worried the answer will be because she pities him and nothing more. ]
[ He's... surprised to hear he's proven anything to her, but he doesn't want to make this about him, so there's no reason to comment on that. Still, hearing her say it lifts a heavy burden off his heart, as much as he tries to downplay it. ]
So what are you saying? That you're just a list of flaws with the Schnee name attached to it? C'mon.
[ He invades her kitchen space again, if only to leave the remaining donut on the counter before turning towards her again. ] Look at what you've done for everyone-- for me, even.
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and i may or may not be in front of your door already.
[ He is. He has been for a while. He wanted to make sure she's fine after their last phone call, yet he's learning that being friends with Weiss takes just as much work...
But persistence beats resistance! ]
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weiss doesn't respond, but rather the door opens a minute later. she stands behind it, mostly, since it's only opened a fraction anyway. enough that she can eye him and his packages warily. ]
What kind of donut?
[ because she only allows herself to eat certain ones...!! ]
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You can have cinnamon or banana.
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...Cinnamon.
[ and she will snatch the donut from his hand before spinning around and walking back in.
at least she leaves the door open for him? ]
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Are you gonna mope all day or will you tell me what's wrong?
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Who said I was moping?
[ okay, so she's still in her nightie. and she may have a bit of cinnamon dusting her cheek, and she might have even said that around a (dainty) mouthful of donut.
but a minor slob does not a moper make!! ]
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He finally takes a few steps within the apartment, albeit carefully. ]
A-Are you serious? Have you seen yourself? Have you seen anyone lately?
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or maybe he factors so low on her radar still that she couldn't care less what he thinks of her. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ]
Don't be ridiculous — I just had breakfast with Yang and Integra a few hours ago.
[ th-they both happen to be her roommates and by "had breakfast with" she means they were all in the kitchen at one point or another that morning LOOK SHE DOESN'T HAVE TO PROVE ANYTHING TO YOU ]
This happens to be one of the few days I have no academic or occupational obligations — am I not allowed to indulge a little, Jaune Arc?
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I didn't say that, but the Weiss Schnee I know doesn't let anyone talk with their mouth full, remember?
[ Well, as long as we're comfortable, or not caring about his presence, Jaune walks past her and returns from her kitchen with a napkin in hand. It's a quick wipe on her cheek, before she even has a chance to protest. The way he does it so seamlessly suggests that he's had to do it to his sisters on more than one occasion. ]
And you've been snappy in our phone conversations. [ Well, more than usual. ]
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truly, she has sunk far too low. the lowest a person can ever get. ever. ]
Don't act like you really know me at all.
[ speaking of snapping. she snatches the napkin from his hand with more vehemence than is truly necessary from someone in just their nightie, and stomps past him into the kitchen, wearing blue fluffy slippers that muffle most of her stomps so it's kind of pointless in the end ah well. ]
And is it such a surprise that I'm so snappy? Since I'm so inept at making friends, it only stands to reason I'd be just as inept at holding conversations, right?
[ ah, and there's the rub. she doesn't mean to throw it back in his face like that, and stew on it like she is. but this is why she'd been holed up in her room that whole day, content to simmer on the issue till she could bury it nice and neat like all the other things she can't let dissuade her.
how dare he come over and ruin such a careful process. ]
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Oh...kaaaayyyy...?
[ Yikes, she's mad. He just follows her quietly, allowing her to say whatever she has to. Weiss may say cold things a lot of the time, but her body language suggests that she may erupt like a fiery volcano any moment now. But inept at making friends? Could it be about that? ]
Is... is this about what I said the other day?
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No. Yes. No!
[ her answers come right after the other, and she looks more and more torn as the next one arrives. ]
I don't care what you think about me — I don't care what anyone thinks about me. I'm a Schnee, a Schnee is born with thick skin, they can't... they can't let stupid little words affect them.
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Weiss... is that what you really think? That you're incapable of making friends? Because that isn't what I meant.
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"You're probably struggling to make friends with the new faces"? "Don't worry, I'll make sure you befriend at least one person"?
[ wow, for someone who doesn't care about his words, she sure has memorized them verbatim. ]
What is that supposed to mean?
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I said that because I'm your friend, and nobody's holding a gun to my head to be that to you. [ In other words, you're capable of making friends on your own, silly. ] Making friends at new schools isn't easy, and I don't know where I'd be if it weren't for Pyrrha and Ruby. [ He would still be stuck somewhere inside a locker courtesy of one Cardin Winchester, he imagines. ]
I-I guess I just didn't want you to feel lonely at school without our friends there... I'm sorry...
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Why are you my friend?
[ he isn't required to be in a team with her. and her family means nothing here — the schnee name isn't going to be granting him any perks of benefits like they would have back home, when he'd been aggressively pursuing her.
so why does he bother here? now?
weiss, of all people, knows she isn't the easiest to get along with. ]
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[ that poor donut, receiving the brunt of weiss' fury...
at least squished donuts taste just as good as regular donuts. ]
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[ After all, who's more flawed than he is? Her question is an interesting one because he wants to know why she deals with him, too, but he's worried the answer will be because she pities him and nothing more. ]
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...don't be ridiculous. [ her voice is quiet, a stark contrast to the fiery outburst from moments before. ]
You've already proven you're more than your mistakes.
[ but what of her? has she proven she's more than her name yet? ]
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So what are you saying? That you're just a list of flaws with the Schnee name attached to it? C'mon.
[ He invades her kitchen space again, if only to leave the remaining donut on the counter before turning towards her again. ] Look at what you've done for everyone-- for me, even.
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