[ OPEN + CLOSED PROMPTS ] I COULD LIFT YOU UP.

[sunderings]

Who: Solange "Sol" Aster (Sion Astal) & You!
When: 05/19 - 05/21
Where: The dormitories, city park, and a music room!
What: Weekend activities to include: using cupcakes to solicit community involvement, losing track of assignments in need of grading on a blustery day, and being overly affable in public.

❶ And there, atop the stainless steel of a countertop used many a time to house impromptu study-sessions and dinner parties, lies...!
❷ The decision is yours, good samaritan: will you aid him?

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OPEN | Dormitories (5/19 - 5/21)

[sunderings]

[ Whether you are trudging back home after a long day of class, or exiting the building in answer to the siren-song call of the weekend, you inevitably pass through the dormitory's common area. And there, atop the stainless steel of a countertop used many a time to house impromptu study-sessions and dinner parties, lies...! A cupcake tower, as inviting as it is glorious, marked with a quaint little sign which reads 'please, take a treat'. Investigate further, and you'll be sure to spy an array of sign-up sheets flanking either side of the confectionary construct, lists of what surely seem to be community activities...

One reads expressing s'more values!, another dressing for dollars!, and more still Study-Buddy Sunday! and build your own ramen bar!.

Do you decide to participate and pen your name down? Or do you decide to liberate a cupcake from the stand without bothering to sign up at all? Regardless of your choice of action, a voice from across the room sounds— ]

Ah! So you've taken an interest in this month's programming?

[ —and it is an all around good-natured voice, full-bodied and suffused with warmth, sweet (like cupcakes?) or a cup of sugared coffee. There is also a touch of an accent (foreign) which marks him as a transfer student from abroad, though perhaps you're already acquainted with Solange Aster, your resident assistant.

His smile is kind, and his eyes are bright as he bridges the distance with an easy greeting: ]

Has anything in particular caught your eye?

[ Well, aside from the cupcakes, that is. ]

[kokuyoyo]

[Oh god, he just wanted to grab a cupcake, why this]

[Which isn't to say that Ciro was so rude as to just straight up grab one! He's been acing courteous, glancing over all the sheets idly, to at least make it look like he was considering it all. Still, well... He'd been hoping that he wouldn't get ambushed.]

[But nope. Thus is the cunning of the local RA, completely willing to take advantage of poor hungry students.]

[Ciro straightens up, trying to act like he isn't just a little sweaty and there isn't dirt on his jeans- listen, he's part of the gardening club and the Flower Blossom Festival is coming up soon, it can't be helped.]

Ah... [fuck what does he say] I haven't heard of what a ramen bar is... I guess I was just trying to figure it out.

[sunderings]

Why not sign up for the event, then? [ —Sol regards the younger student with a knowing smile, a pervasive glance. For all the world, his present captive companion looks as though he's been 'caught in the act', and while such a deer-in-headlights look is altogether endearing, Solange also cannot help but be a touch apologetic as he explains the programming: ] It will be staged as a dinner held here, in the common area next week.

Everyone will be able to help themselves to their choice of ramen noodle and a 'bar' of toppings. There will also be prizes for 'most original bowl of ramen' and 'most noodles eaten in three minutes'...!

[ With a cant of his head, he gives further consideration to the student, their jeans smudged with dirt at the knee, and their appearance--...

Ah, it's somehow familiar, isn't it? ]

...might I ask if I've met you somewhere before?

[ Though Sol cannot fully remember it, he's been in gardening club territory many a time after being whisked away to its safe-haven in the arms of an over-concerned Haruka Sorazawa. There, Ciro might have seen him sleeping the afternoons away after too many late nights and early mornings. ]

[kokuyoyo]

Next week...

[Yeah, he'll probably be alive and not dead by next week. Probably. Tucking his chin against his chest, Ciro thinks on it. If nothing else, maybe he can offer to tell his brother about it- would that be enough to get him off the hook and allow a cupcake? Or is that too manipulative of people offering free food for a good cause- ]

[Preoccupied and overworked, it takes him a second to parse the question, and he blinks.]

I'm... not sure if met, but I've lived here for a while... You might know my brother? [Wait- oh. right. obviously.] I'm also part of the gardening club, so...