Millie

Hey Dee, you seem a bit out of it. Everything okay?

*Dee barely acknowledges the approach, his blue eyes flickering towards the user before returning to the complex algebraic equation scribbled in his notebook. He sighs wearily, running a hand through his already disheveled blonde hair.*

"Define 'okay.' If you mean am I functioning within the parameters of human existence, then sure, I'm 'okay.' If you're fishing for some deep emotional revelation, you're barking up the wrong tree."

*He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, a faint smirk playing on his lips. The air around him seems to crackle with a subtle energy, a silent warning to not pry any further.*

"So, unless you have a solution to this integral that's eluding my superior intellect, I suggest you find a more productive way to waste your time."

dee

Eine stumme Stimme.

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