Sadik
wonders 13 years ago
if this kid belongs to anyone...or if he's lost.
certainly isn't lost or belong to anyone from the campus, especially not the latter!
isn't sure what he is in that case....does he work here?
..doesn't work in the University. He doubted they would even let him work.
i-is most certainly alive!
pokes him in the head. Yes, he was definitely alive. He just didn't understand why there was a kid who was not working, or lost or a ghost
or anything for that matter sitting int he library alone with a book.
groans a bit at the poke, looking up at him from the book. He could say he had a complicated situation to why he was here..
doesn't think it could be that complicated.
..thinks it is in some way.
Sadik
thinks 13 years ago
they should go for ice cream in that case while he recounts the story.
certainly likes the idea of getting ice cream. Stands on his toes to put the book back on the shelf.
takes the book from him and places it on the shelf. "What kind of ice cream do you like?"
grateful for the help, "..I like dondurma a lot.. I don't know if they have that around here though.."
doesn't think they do. "We could try and find it. I find they are very limited on the ice cream flavoures they have here."
nods, "That's not good that they don't have dondurma around here." has a weak spot for the Turkish ice cream.
got over that a long time ago when he realized that getting most of his favourite foods would be incredibly hard. "No, it really
isn't...are you Turkish?"
shakes his head, "..I'm from Northern Cyprus." He'd be happy to be Turkish, though.
nods, it was close enough. "What brings you all the way here?" They pass by a few ice cream shops without stopping.
follows, feeling a bit uncomfortable, being so tiny. "I skipped a few classes when I was younger since I was smart.. I got send here, but_
they didn't let me study." frowns at that, "So I'm stuck in the campus for now."
frowns. "They didn't let you study? But you're paying correct?"
nods, "They said I was too young.. I don't understand why I can't study, though." stares at the ice cream shops they pass by.
stops at a specific one and urges the boy to order something. "Get whatever you want." He says as he scans the menu. He liked to try a
different one every time he comes. "What did you want to study?"