It was a few days since the beach, and he knew this was inevitable. As shy as Altair could be, he wouldn’t back down from a situation involving his friends. Despite what happened between them, despite all the lines they had crossed, Vahliri was still one of Altair’s closest friends. He had taken a few days, and he wasn’t surprised she hadn’t spoken to him really since. The tiefling was prepared with a note in case she didn’t bother answering her door at all. A part of him didn't understand it, especially as he had seen her making eyes with another guy already. Nonetheless, Altair decided he wouldn't bring that up.
After pacing a bit, Altair finally knocked on her door. He had in his hand some snacks he handmade that were a staple on her planet, complete with a chutney he painstakingly made from scratch. Altair half expected her to throw it in his face, but he was prepared for whatever she may throw at him. In his other hand was a plastic bag with some of Vahliri’s things she had left scattered around in his dorm.
The tiefling nervously chewed the inside of his lip, which only caused him to taste a bit of copper thanks to his sharp teeth. Altair fidgeted as he stood outside the door, shifting from one foot to the other and occasionally fiddling with his horns or hair.
@Altaris