Dendus and Isse
"Well, we got in. What should we talk?" Isse laid down on Dendus's bed, sighing in slight boredom. He was bad at starting up conversations, but he is good at going along them. He looked like an antisocial at first, but once someone begins to have a talk with the dark-haired boy, everything will run smoothly.
"I could tell you, life back then outside was lively. All the feasts, all the immoral and moral things, drinking, working, in a world run by both righteous and corrupt men and women. Your face, it reminds me of a beggar couple i've invited to have a drink and stay at my adult friends' apartments. I've seen something special in them, and they deserve a life livelier than they had."
Isse then took his time to speak after he had finished.
"Well, it reminds me of my parents back then. Lost their property in a false defamation case against them that they lost. I've been living with my uncle for the past years, waiting for the time the-"
A knock on the door interrupted the two's conversation, and although it was a bit rude to interrupt someone's moment, Dendus answered and walked towards the door. "They'll come, hurry up and get to the room!" He dragged inside quickly whoever was knocking, a cheery, flamboyant looking boy. "Sorry for taking an outsider, by the way. He's an acquaintance of mine."
