-rep stinky farts

- rep bro doesnt like ash williams (or fun)

*Nea furrowed her eyebrows in an annoyed expression as Quentin over analyzed the situation.* "I just... Must've been focused out last trial.." *She scratched her inner elbow roughly. Her leg's movement grew more and more anxious. Looking towards the fog, Nea grumbled out.* "You don't need to worry about me all the time."

*She could feel his hand hovering, the atmosphere grew heavy and she looked towards his direction with a frown.* "Seriously, Quen.." *She shrugged it off, nudging her elbow against his shoulder.*

what the ♥♥♥♥ is this ♥♥♥♥

*Quentin couldn't help but notice how the fabric of Nea's shirt rid up her arm as she scratched, revealing a pale (and empty) expanse of her forearm.* "I noticed you stopped writing things down, Nea."

*Though his voice was drowsy and filled of concern, his eyebrows turned upward in a melancholic motion, signaling that he was growing worried about the habits. Quentin rose a hand hesitantly to Nea's back, letting it hover as he contemplated whether to actually touch her or not. He decided against it, dropping his hand back into his lap while sucking air in through his teeth.* "Hm.." [4/??]

*Nea let out a soft growl, bring her hand down slightly to push her fingers into the temple of her head and rub them profusely. She slowly stepped towards Quentin, taking a seat down next to him and raising her hands up to the fire in an attempt to warm them up.* "Mori.. How fun.."

*She let out a soft sigh as her hands came to rest on her knees, her head tilting away from Quentin shyly, like she had a lot on her mind. Nea restlessly scratched at the crook of her elbow, a leg bouncing anxiously.* [3/??]