[ it hasn't been easy to flat-out ignore the creepy eye projecting itself on the walls, but Guanshan has always adorned his stubbornness like a shield. a bitter chill? he throws on a hoodie. a strange howling? he cranks up the volume in his headphones. goosebumps? time for a warm shower. nothing really matters if he refuses to acknowledge it. being haunted? not a damn chance; he doesn't have the time or patience for that. ]
[ but relaxed in his apartment one evening, avoiding all the talk about Ainfeil or whoever the fuck on the network, that damn red eye blinks itself awake from an app he's tried to remove several times and wound up burying somewhere in his unused folders. its bloody pupil dilates, illuminating the dim room with a vibrant glow, and then the device flashes blindingly. ]
[ as his own eyes blink open again, the gazing emoticon has fixed itself to the corner of his screen and a video feed has been opened — to Wei Wuxian. ]
Hahhh? [ this guy he remembers, that much is obvious from his his nose crinkles and a half-snarled lip exposes teeth. ] What the fuck do you want?
[ if there's movement somewhere in the pooling, inky shadows of his apartment, he doesn't notice it. ]
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[ but relaxed in his apartment one evening, avoiding all the talk about Ainfeil or whoever the fuck on the network, that damn red eye blinks itself awake from an app he's tried to remove several times and wound up burying somewhere in his unused folders. its bloody pupil dilates, illuminating the dim room with a vibrant glow, and then the device flashes blindingly. ]
[ as his own eyes blink open again, the gazing emoticon has fixed itself to the corner of his screen and a video feed has been opened — to Wei Wuxian. ]
Hahhh? [ this guy he remembers, that much is obvious from his his nose crinkles and a half-snarled lip exposes teeth. ] What the fuck do you want?
[ if there's movement somewhere in the pooling, inky shadows of his apartment, he doesn't notice it. ]