[ will doesn't respond. koby's a smart boy, he'll figure it out in due time. and when he hears the thud of a foot on the door he almost snorts. petulant little thing, amusing. jakob has been in his books for some time now, and only lately has he started creeping round the back of his skull, like an itch that can't be gotten but you still chase it.
so he rises and opens the door. he's in his usual attire - nice, trim slacks and a button down cuffed up at the elbows. usually he has some kind of waistcoat or vest, but today he has a few buttons undone at the top of his shirt instead. ]
Ah. Mr. Alvida. Come in. You're only two minutes late.
[ a quirk at the corner of his lips. ] I'm impressed.
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so he rises and opens the door. he's in his usual attire - nice, trim slacks and a button down cuffed up at the elbows. usually he has some kind of waistcoat or vest, but today he has a few buttons undone at the top of his shirt instead. ]
Ah. Mr. Alvida. Come in. You're only two minutes late.
[ a quirk at the corner of his lips. ] I'm impressed.