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<div align=center>The wind tugged softly at Bill's hair, it was cold up here, but it was quiet, and he liked the quiet. He liked it when no one was around, all he could hear was the wind rustling through the trees around the ground, and the caw of a crow perched upon one of the roof towers every now and then. He tilted his head back to look at the sky, the autumnal sun had shrunk halfway behind a large, pink cloud. It looked like an artist had taken his paintbrush and blotched a landscape across the horizon. He closed his eyes, and lay backwards on the cool concrete of the roof, letting out a short, contented sigh. It hadn't been all that long since he'd been about a hundred feet above the highest point of the school, though that was another story, he'd never known if he wanted to do that again or not.

He stretched, and folded his arms underneath his head. Bill didn't feel sleepy, he just felt contented for once, relaxed. He'd been scared of the height the first time he'd ended up coming up here, he found it wasn't so bad if you stayed away from the edge, it's not the height, it's the fear of falling. He told himself, his eyes flickering open again to look at the sky, it would get dark soon, William liked the way the stars looked, the sky was so clear up here.</div>

<div align=center>William could feel someone else, it was a sensation he liked this time, the presence of their mind comforted him, it gave him a fuzzy sort of feeling, he pushed himself back to a sitting position, and pulled his knees up to his chest. His head turned a short way, his dark eyes zipping to those of the other boy's, he looked confused for a brief moment, before a small, nervous smile broke out onto his face. He didn't say anything, merely giggled softly and tilted his head to one side, hello, he mumbled, apparently too lazy to use his mouth. It was easier to talk to people like this when there was only one person there, it was difficult to direct thoughts to one person, when there was a lot of people.

His attention flickered back to the sky again, he closed his eyes again, crossing his legs and dropping his hands to his knees. He took a deep breath, attempting to focus himself a little, he exhaled, relaxing a little. He repeated the motion, clearing his mind of anything negative, a task that he often struggled to do. His shoulders dropped, he liked meditating, it made him feel better. Bill's eyes snapped open again, he glanced back at Gabriel, and blinked, the tiny smile returning to his effeminate features. He didn't question why Gabriel was there, he must have had his reasons, just like he had his. He let out a short, contented sigh, it's nice to see you, Gabriel.</div>

<div align=center>William smiled warmly at Gabriel, and stretched his legs out in front of him, they were long and skinny. He yawned softly, he blushed a little, the other boy looked pretty in this light, then again he looked pretty in any light. He fell backwards, lying on his back and staring up at Gabriel, I like to nap up here. He answered, though it was generally difficult to find him when he came up here to nap, he tended to pick places where he felt safe, and where he could hide away. I don't much like the height, though. He blinked once, and gazed up at Gabriel with wide, dark eyes.

Usually if he couldn't find Micheal he was up here, too, William couldn't understand how the winged boy never felt queasy, the heights he could go to was incredible, and Bill felt a little jealous of the fact he never got scared, he wished he was brave on a daily basis, but unfortunately, he was quite the opposite, and he didn't think it would ever be any different. He blinked again, still staring up at the taller boy, he was almost glad he wasn't alone up here, the evening was too pretty to waste time alone, he'd have far preferred to waste that time with Gabriel.</div>

<div align=center>William nodded a little, he liked the way Gabriel was feeling right now, it made him feel good. He purred shortly, bending one, long leg up a short way. He lifted an eyebrow, I'm scared of a lot of things. He answered, his smile vanishing suddenly, though he knew it was true, he hated admitting it. His hair was messed up on the concrete, flicking up at the ends, he still hadn't bought a set of hair straighteners yet. He dropped his hands either side of his head, his shirt had ridden up a short way, exposing the pale, pristine skin of his hips and naval, it's a big drop to fall from, Gabriel.

The boy's chest rose and fell with each breath he took, there was an air about him that was different than before, something had changed in this situation, all of a sudden he didn't seem so childish, though the innocent aura was still there, though it was different too, though the change was so subtle it was difficult to pinpoint exactly why it was different, he suddenly seemed his age for the first time in a little while, perhaps a little older. His nerves effected him badly, though he couldn't say that Gabriel didn't make him nervous, it was a nice kind of nervous, though, that kind of butterflies feeling, it made him giggle. Why aren't you sitting with me?</div>

<div align=center>William arched his back, and stretched again, feeling the concrete come into contact with the skin on his lower back, he shivered a little, and moved a hand to pull his shirt back down, though it only remained like that for a little while, Bill's clothing tended to be tight and it didn't like it when he was in awkward positions. He could have most likely fallen asleep like this, but he didn't want to, he wasn't tired enough at the moment. He'd napped a short while ago, which was most likely why he felt so peaceful at current, though it might have been something else, it wasn't all that clear.

He doubted Gabriel would be able to save him if he fell, there was only one person that could do that, but the offer made him smile softly. He didn't answer to his thoughts, he was most likely pretending he couldn't hear them, though he quite plainly could, it was easier that way, he knew Gabriel felt restricted around him anyway, so it was better to just pretend that he was unable to hear them, whether or not the older of the two fell for it, that was a different matter entirely.</div>