Gamzee looked back at him as he stood to follow with his binder tucked up under his arm.
The expressions of the people in the office ranged from surprised to skeptical when they handed over the papers, glancing between Eridan and Gamzee as if they fully expected it to fall apart before the end of the week. Gamzee was just looking around the very familiar room with his hands tucked into the pockets of his loose-hanging jeans. His shoes fit just as badly as his pants and soon he wouldn't be able to wear them at all the larger he grew and he seemed to realize this as he fidgeted a little in place, pulling his heels out of his tennis shoes and flattening the backs down more comfortably.
After his name had been put down on the paper he started back out into the hall to lean against the wall outside the door. There were a few looks shot his way, muttering about what he might have done to warrant being brought to the office again, the vast majority of it flying right over his head. He was simply wearing his soft smile, thumb flicking idly across his lighter and throwing tiny sparks.
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Date: 2013-08-12 11:23 pm (UTC)From:The expressions of the people in the office ranged from surprised to skeptical when they handed over the papers, glancing between Eridan and Gamzee as if they fully expected it to fall apart before the end of the week. Gamzee was just looking around the very familiar room with his hands tucked into the pockets of his loose-hanging jeans. His shoes fit just as badly as his pants and soon he wouldn't be able to wear them at all the larger he grew and he seemed to realize this as he fidgeted a little in place, pulling his heels out of his tennis shoes and flattening the backs down more comfortably.
After his name had been put down on the paper he started back out into the hall to lean against the wall outside the door. There were a few looks shot his way, muttering about what he might have done to warrant being brought to the office again, the vast majority of it flying right over his head. He was simply wearing his soft smile, thumb flicking idly across his lighter and throwing tiny sparks.