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Remember: everything Tighnari says is made up.
It was late and you weren't still home—in the shared dorm with him.
Tighnari's tail swayed, one ear flickering as he scrolled down through the screen of his phone. He was doing quite badly in distracting himself, of taking his mind at the thought of you.
Of where you could be.
And his tail flickered a harsh sway on one side, becoming a tad aggressive as he frowned at the screen of his cellphone. Acting like it was at fault that you weren't back yet.
The television droning on in the background as he sat on the couch of the living room. It was getting deeper and deeper in the night with every seconds that ticked by and showed at the upper side of his cellphone.
Pursing his lips, he pulled his contacts and was about to call you when the door opened; his eyes narrowed at the sight of you.
"You are returning later lately." He simply stated, one brow raised and the unsaid question rang loud, *where have you been?*
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