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"Не волнуйтесь, матери," It was rare for Alexsander Sarcoski to speak to his family over the phone. Mostly because the reception sucked, so conversations were always choppy and strained between them. But his mother always called anyways, just to check up. The Russian Shadowhunter was leaning against the wall of the main entrance of the Moscow Institute. He was clad in his training gear, with his seraph blade clipped to his belt.
Sighing, the Russian ran a hand through his dark hair as his mother rambled on in Russian. She spoke so fast and with such a heavy accent that only those who were born Russian-speaking could understand her when she went off in a tangent. Luckily, Alex was fluent in Russian and English, so he had no problem. "Da. Da, I will. Talk to you later, Mama." He hung up the phone and slipped it into his pocket, secretly relieved that their conversation was over.
Now he could go about his business as he regularly did.
"Не волнуйтесь, матери," It was rare for Alexsander Sarcoski to speak to his family over the phone. Mostly because the reception sucked, so conversations were always choppy and strained between them. But his mother always called anyways, just to check up. The Russian Shadowhunter was leaning against the wall of the main entrance of the Moscow Institute. He was clad in his training gear, with his seraph blade clipped to his belt.
Sighing, the Russian ran a hand through his dark hair as his mother rambled on in Russian. She spoke so fast and with such a heavy accent that only those who were born Russian-speaking could understand her when she went off in a tangent. Luckily, Alex was fluent in Russian and English, so he had no problem. "Da. Da, I will. Talk to you later, Mama." He hung up the phone and slipped it into his pocket, secretly relieved that their conversation was over.
Now he could go about his business as he regularly did.
Kevin was sitting in the kitchen, sipping at a mug of coffee and relishing the calming taste of raw coffee beans and caffeine. He leaned against the counter, humming occasionally while turning the pages of a book. He wasn't in a very productive mood today.
Kevin laughed gently in amusement. "It's because they love you, not because they know it bugs you." He took another sip of his coffee, turning the page of his book.
Kevin laughed in genuine amusement that time. "Of course I'm on your side! But from hearing the same explanation over and over again by my aunt, I'm not about to let someone else make the same mistakes I did." He smiled.
"Okay, yeah, I are your point," Alex hummed, tracing a pattern over the table. "I love my parents, so don't get me wrong. It's good hearing from them."
Kevin hummed and nodded, returning to his book and setting his empty coffee mug on the counter. Because of the caffeine he was starting to feel jittery, his hand shaking a bit though he refused to give up on reading his book. He had just got to a good part!
Kevin hummed in thought, lifting his gaze from the book's pages in order to gaze out the windows in front of him. "We could go for a walk. Then again, we'll probably be mistaken as a couple. Then again," he tilted his head to the side as he thought aloud. "we could hide ourselves. Then again, I don't want to. Maybe we should just stay inside. You could go train. We could go train. I don't want to train. You can go train."