[In all honesty, the unexpected mood swings of the man were the most hard to deal with. There were moments when Silco would yield from any physical touch, only for him to drown him in embrace in the following morning. Then sometimes he would be his usual self, while on the other times he'd let his anger and sourness to burst out of him. And needless to say, Richard didn't have enough experience with this kind of co-existence with another human being to be able to understand it. Ever paranoid and fearful of rejection, he could not tell if he was being pushed away with intent or not.
Which had in return had led him staying away. It had already been a couple days since their last conversation. And Richard, confused by his thoughts and emotions, had not returned to Silco's (not theirs) apartment.
But it was those indescribable thoughts and emotions that had led him to the office. The yearn for other person's touch.]
That'll fully depend on you, Silco. [He says, pushing the papers on his desk to the side as he steps closer -- trying to move himself between the older man and the desk. Underneath the hood dark eye looks down at the man, seeking for eye connection.] Are you looking to get rid off me?
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Which had in return had led him staying away. It had already been a couple days since their last conversation. And Richard, confused by his thoughts and emotions, had not returned to Silco's (not theirs) apartment.
But it was those indescribable thoughts and emotions that had led him to the office. The yearn for other person's touch.]
That'll fully depend on you, Silco. [He says, pushing the papers on his desk to the side as he steps closer -- trying to move himself between the older man and the desk. Underneath the hood dark eye looks down at the man, seeking for eye connection.] Are you looking to get rid off me?