Shanzira and (Male) Robin: C Support.
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BLARGH!
One of those days I can't draw for shit! And drawing's normally supposed to be all about fun, and my perfectionism's just going and fucking ruining it because it doesn't look pretty. Somebody kill me and put me out of my misery. I have the deepest sympathy for Cordelia now.
Hello table, meet my forehead. The dark that closing my eyes grants me feels nice, a balm for a light headache. (I don't know, it could be a nasty headache and I just don't feel crap because I'm hardheaded and lost nerves up there.) I'm gonna have to get up or adjust if I want to get comfortable... Although I could probably just fall asleep right here–
"Ack! Shanzira?! What are you doing in here?"
Gods damn it, I was hoping for a snooze– wait, I'd just wake right up in my dorm. Double gods damn it. Oh. Robin. "What?" I rub my eyes.
Holy moly, he looks like a mess, did he just get into a fight? No, no wounds or bruises, just his hair's ruffled as hell, his cloak's haphazardly on– oh gods I'm so jealous of that luxurious thing and I have a pretty decent fake– and jesus he looks hot.
"Uh," he stands there, awkwardly trying to right his coat. "... Help?" What? Why're you so timid? Blurgh.
I roll my neck and get to work. "Stand as straight as you can." He's not really flexible... The coat's been put on in such a way that it's restricting his movement, and he plainly can't seem to get himself out of his self-made armlock. It's... How did this even happen? But with a few well-placed pushes and pulls, the fabric is righted, and Robin can move again. "There you go."
He's still. "That's it? That's all it took?" He's amazed? Please, that was just me fudging around. "You're amazing. How did you do that?"
... It wasn't that hard. "I have an acute understanding of physics. Knowing the limits of the human body and the form of your cloak is juuust enough for me to easily figure out what it was that popped out of place. But seriously," Robin looks up at me, having been distracted, "how'd that happen?"
"Ah, uhm, training." ... I thought Robin was a decent actor. The way his eyebrows are raised and his eyes widen, I think I caught him completely off guard. "Anyways! I gotta go, Frederick asked me to check on, uh, stuff."
And he disappears before I can protest. Urgh.
Author's notes: I slapped up a poll on my profile, go have a look, everyone.