[ here we are in the planetarium post-trial, jingheng walking beside bixing as they make their way in post-trial. getting as far away from the location of the last utterly chaotic 9 hours is just great thanks. he is still, shockingly, wearing tolerating popcorn around his neck.
he has his fingers wound around lu bixing's own loosely, drawing him somewhere to sit in the dimness. ]
Bixing.
[ a squeeze. ]
A long day for us.
[ nothing we can't handle. is something he'd want to say in this moment, but he can't bring himself to. the absurdity of it all feels like a mockery. ]
W0, SATURDAY
wearingtolerating popcorn around his neck.he has his fingers wound around lu bixing's own loosely, drawing him somewhere to sit in the dimness. ]
Bixing.
[ a squeeze. ]
A long day for us.
[ nothing we can't handle. is something he'd want to say in this moment, but he can't bring himself to. the absurdity of it all feels like a mockery. ]