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Maria had grown eerily quiet from the moment they got out of the car. The three of them walked back inside and sat by the counter. Her gaze flicked up to Tucker for a moment, then down at the counter beneath her elbows. Platinum blond hair veiled her face and she stared down at her hands. Her fingers plucked at one edge of the poncho and she bit down on her lip. ​

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❝ Okay, so you're completely sure you weren't sick or lightheaded or anything when you woke up at the hospital? No headaches? Loss of balance? No history of these sort of things in your family? ❞ Sean's voice finally broke the silence, but she didn't bother to look up as he and Tucker went back and forth for a moment.​

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❝ Sean, no, please stop worrying. ❞ Tucker quick stood from his seat, jumping goofily into the air and tapping his feet together, even jogging in place and doing a little spin before he sat back down again with a big grin, ❝ See! Perfectly fine! ❞​

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Maria could see through her hair that Sean smiled at that. She on the other hand, did not. It was good that he was feeling better, but something just wasn't right. ❝ Okay. Okay. You win. Don't ever do that again but I seriously want to get to the bottom of this. You nearly gave me… ❞ the man turned to Maria, pointing at her and himself together ❝ … us cardiac arrest! ❞ Tucker couldn't help but chuckle at that and he looked at both Sean and Maria - only one of them found it amusing. He muttered an apology and she just shook her head. What was the point? She sighed. Her chest was tight and it felt hard to breath. ❝ So what did happen? From the beginning. Go. ❞​

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He cleared his throat to respond, but then his phone buzzed. Maria finally lifted her head and pulled her long bangs out of her face. Tucker reached into his pocket for his phone and once his chestnut eyes landed on the screen, her breathing stopped. His lips curled into a dorky smile. He looked up at Maria and Sean unable to hide that silly expression, ❝ Sorry, just one second. ❞ She watched as he typed a reply to whomever sent him the message. She was still holding her breath. She knew that smile. It was one of the few things that cemented into her brain that Tucker did in fact like her, even if his past kept him from saying so. That dorkily cute smile was always present when they saw each other -- after the initial awkwardness that he exuded wore off. That was her smile. And now, now he was smiling at his phone from a message that didn't belong to her.

Her lip started to bruise from how hard she was biting on it and she parted her lips. Her heart was beating out of control and her cheeks burned. This didn't make any sense. It wasn't possible. It took a significant life changing talk for Tucker to be able to give her that smile. What he told her wasn't exactly something he shared with just anyone. So how could someone else be making him smile like that? The backs of her eyes stung as she watched him pocket his phone. He tried to mask the grin he was wearing with a more collected smile, but she could still see it -- the way it played at the corners of his mouth.

Maria's head hurt. She needed air. She couldn't breath. Her throat felt like it was closing up on her. She tried to smile and make her expression match Sean's. He looked curious. Her cheek twitched as she forced the friendly smile on her face. She watched as Tucker's expression changed. He was looking at her, really looking at her. Was this really the first he was noticing of her battered face, head, and neck? It made her feel self - conscious and she pulled the collar of her poncho up to her chin. He stood, motioning towards her, but keeping a blatant amount of distance between them. Tucker always kept some safe space -- forever afraid of being hurt --, but never like this. What happened last night was now the last thing on her mind.

❝ What happened to you? Oh god, are you alright? ❞

She blinked back tears. ❝ Nothing. I'm fine. ❞ Her answer was short and clipped, her voice laced with pain. ❝ I just slipped last night in the dark. The ground was icy and I hit my head on my car. ❞ That would only account for the bump on her forehead. As for the black eye, the bruising around her neck, and the scratches on her face; that was another story. She pressed her palms down flat on the table and rose to her feet. Maria couldn't face him. Not right now. She needed air. She had wanted to tell Tucker about what happened -- to share with him the horrors of what happened to her last night and hopefully receive some form of comfort that she usually had to work hard to receive. Maria had been patient with him. She was giving him the time and space he needed to gradually move forward and work out his issues. He would have to step out of his protective shell on his own, and she would be waiting on the other side for him when he did so. So what was going on?

She shook her head and picked up the sunglasses that had fallen earlier, along with her purse. ❝ I think I should go. ❞ she said at last. Her icy blue - eyed gaze moved to Sean and she gave him a half smile. ❝ Thanks a lot for letting me help out today. I really appreciate it. ❞ It was obvious that her sudden dismissiveness on both the question and her desire to leave had startled them. She couldn't be here any longer.

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She stepped out into the frigid winter air without saying a goodbye to Tucker. Maria didn't even bother to attempt a smile. Everything was not all right and she had no desire to pretend like it was. What was up with him? She pressed her lips together as she walked down the quiet streets. There were few cars on the road and wind whipped at her person. Her flats did not stand a chance against the snow and in no time at all, her feet were soaked to the bone in icy water. She had nowhere to go now. Going home meant facing Stephan. She was done at the shelter. She was too distraught to call up Noëlle and without her car she had no way of getting to the Chambers' home anyway.

Maria just wanted to disappear. Walking was becoming difficult. The snowflakes blurred her vision on top of the tears that occasionally slipped out. They stung her cold cheeks and her exposed skin was burning from being outside for so long. She really needed to figure out what she was going to do now.

She rounded a corner, her head down, staring at her feet. A shadowy figure loomed ahead of her, but she hadn't seen it soon enough. Her foot slipped on an icy patch of cement and she tumbled down to the snow capped ground after walking into the person. Maria's clothes were soaked and she struggled to get to her feet. ❝ Oh. My bad. I can't really see anything in this weather. ❞ She brushed off her clothes, but it made little difference. Maria eventually gave up and looked up to see the man she had walked into.

✜ Wearing ❖ Music ❖ Date: 12/29/2015 ❖ Day: 9 & 4/4 ✜​

✜ Mood: Distraught ❖ Interaction: Tucker//Evan ✜​

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Evan Allen Walker:{~~~Day 9 (4/4)~~~December 29th, 2016, Wednesday~~~Location: Streets~~~Mood: Fun~~~Music~~~Ooc:~~~

Evan thoroughly enjoyed his conversation with Freya. She was quite the spunky individual and he knew fully well she was going to attempt to kill him if he did anything to interfere with her plan. Unfortunately he didn't quite appreciate Freya's little maneuver towards Cherry Red. Or more like he thought interfering with it would be way more fun. Evan, while a man perpetually happy, always lacked things to keep him occupied. His job was quite a lot of fun, but it wasn't that he was constantly active in. Just on off periods of school and every now and then when something big came up. While he did enjoy talking to people and rollerblading those weren't the only two things this man could do for all his life. Rather he found it fun to involve himself in other people's affairs, especially ones such as these.

For now though he was just walking down the streets, completely and utterly fine. He put up his hood because the weather seemed to be increasingly more worse as time went on and people were starting to get off the streets. A man with a cast on his nose passed Evan and glanced at him. The man with the broken knows, once seeing the white haired man, became terrified and sprinted. Evan just grinned at him and waved a goodbye wave to him. Evan bent down and picked up a snowball. He did enjoy his snow. He casually tossed it around whilst walking through the town wondering his next activity for the day should be. That was until he ran into someone.


❝Oh. My bad. I can't really see anything in this weather.❞


"Nah it's cool." However after Evan looked back at his mysterious run in, he recognized the face rather well...despite it's bruises? That was off. Regardless it was none other than Ria. "Yo Ria, haven't seen you in forever." Both of his arms went stretched out to his side as if he was about hug her, though he figured that might accidentally cause her pain if the face wasn't the only place she was hurt. In addition his devilish grin from before was replaced with one of happy tidings. Now while Evan had every bit of an intention to get in the way of Freya's plan, for the fun of it, he wouldn't just outright say what was going on. Not to mention she looked quite bummed about something. "Yo Ria, you feeling alright?" Hopefully this would prove to be a great segue.

 

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MOOD▹ SHOCKED ⧉ LOCATION▹ HOME​

OOC▹ ✘ ⧉ INTERACTION▹ OLIVER ⧉ ❤▹ 4/10​

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They watched the news in silence and the more the reporter talked, the more dead inside Pierce felt. It was like someone ripped up her insides and dumped them in a bucket to be put on display. She felt hollow. This wasn't happening. The other names listed in the deceased just kind of flew in one ear and out the other. There was just no way Sophie could be dead. That wasn't possible. She just saw her a couple of days ago. The woman on camera was lying. She had to be! Tears leaked down her face as the news moved to a new topic. This was wrong!​

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Her head snapped up at Oliver's voice. He looked uncomfortable. Pierce had pretty much forgotten he was even there as she listened. She pressed her lips together and wiped her face with the back of her hand, smearing tears all over her sleeve.​

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❝ Do you want to be alone ...? ❞ he asked.​

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Oliver didn't want to be here. It was written all over his face. She was making him uncomfortable. Sophie -- she choked back a sob and forced a smile on her red puffy face. The only reason Oliver came over was to compare notes on the band auditions. It wasn't like he was here for her. The very idea of it -- she shook her head and buried her face in her knees. She mumbled into her body, curled up like a ball on the couch. ❝ You can go, ❞ she sniffled, ❝ ... If you want. ❞ It wasn't like she could stop him and she had no right to ask him to stay, but then she'd be alone... She hugged her knees tighter.​

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Pierce looked up from her knees. Desperation crept in and she stared at him with tearful, pleading eyes. ❝ Please ... Please stay. ❞ She couldn't be alone. Not again. She was alone for such a long time and then Sophie -- she dropped her head again and sobbed into her arms.​

 

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It wasn't incredibly late by the time they were in their what? sixth movie? seventh? She wasn't exactly sure but what she did know - after watching those movies she was getting pretty tired. The trio pretty much stayed at home, played some games at first and did fun things in the morning when they had more energy but now they were all just on the couch, lying around. Elisa's lanky form stayed in between the twins and she snuggled next to Richie under her comfortable and thick blanket.

Her tired eyes were glued to the screen as she clutched a pillow and leaned into Richie's warm body. She was really tired, she'd cried and laughed and sang a little too much - not to mention devour a ton of snacks. She felt like a pig, a very tired, ready to sleep pig. They were camping out in the living room, which was really fun, so Elisa was thankful she jumped into her pajamas earlier. She predicted she would soon fall asleep in one of the next films.

"Does anyone want a refill while I'm in the kitchen?"

Still watching the sappy love story with watering eyes in front, she leaned forward and grabbed her cup and handed it to Ryder - not taking her eyes off of the screen - then snuggled back into Richie's form. The film was coming to an end and of course, the last few scenes were unbearably precious. She could feel her heart flutter and her grip on the soft pillow she clutched to her chest tighten. Small little whimpers and sniffles came from the girl as the movie came to a close. Once the credits popped on, she burst into soft little sobs with a bit of laughter, sitting up more properly.

"Ahhh that was so beautiful. Oh Richie, one day we're going to be those princesses and have our own movie-like romance and ahhh why are we so alone?? Forever alone abububu" the tone of her voice would only be taken half serious as she wiped her eyes with some tissue before tossing it to a bin.

Ryder came back as Richie stood to choose the next film. The older twin placed the drinks in front of them. Elisa, feeling thirsty after crying, immediately reached for the cup of juice as soon as Ryder placed it down. She didn't even look twice but once she drank from it she realized it tasted a little… funny.

The turquoise haired teen turned to Ryder, who was playing some video games of course. She licked her lips and tried to taste the weirdness in her mouth with a confused expression, "Hey Ry, did you open up a new or expired juice box or something, this tastes-" she sipped from it again, looking at the cup and clicking her tongue to ponder on the taste more "- a little strange…"

The blonde haired boy chuckled awkwardly after saying, "I don't know what you're talking about Elisa. I think you're losing it. Ha.""

She put on a pouty expression as she looked into his eyes, "You meanie! I'm being serious!" she complained childishly and slapped his arm and pouted even more.She looked back at the cup for a moment, then glanced at Ryder's blue eyes again, then drank more of it. She shivered slightly, "No, no, it's definitely a little strange."

She straightened up and sat on her heels, facing Ryder completely, grabbing his little gaming device and putting it down. She took his hands and gave him the cup, "You try i-"

Her voice gets cut off. There's a weird sensation in her stomach that quickly rising up to her head and causes her to feel like everything is spinning. She gulped hard as her eyes blinked heavily, swaying a bit to her side. She let out a small groan as she held her head, and placed her hand on Ryder's shin to keep herself up. Whoa, what was this? Some vertigo attack?

Before she could let out another small groan a cough cuts it off. Then came another. Another and another. Soon, Elisa was thrown into a cutting fit where she fell to her side to the floor. Her hands grabbed at the end of Ryder's vest and the blanket, she gripped them tightly as she coughed. Her dampened eyes were shut tight and her chest felt like it was about to burst.

Then it just stopped and she couldn't move. She was a little aware of what was happening but not really. Everything was kind of a blur… She could tell both of the twins were alarmed and suddenly by her sides. Richie was frantic, wondering if his best friend was alright. He was practically yelling something about the hospital…? and her mother…? something??? Ryder was panicked too, his eyes were wide with fear and he kept patting her on the back and calling out to her but she couldn't make out the words for sure.

Before she knew it, Richie was suddenly up and grabbing his phone but that's when Elisa just blinked. The grip on Ryder's vest and the blanket loosened. She swallowed saliva down her scratchy throat and she stirred. "N-no, i-it's alright…" she coughed then cleared her throat, "I… I'm fine."

Her voice was kept low as she got up to sit weakly. Ryder helped her, with a hand by her elbow and the other on her shoulder to prop her upright. She turned to him. Hm, she never really noticed how beautiful Ryder's blue eyes were - especially in contrast to his twin's green ones. She stared at him blankly for a moment and realizing she had, she turned away swiftly and patted down her messed up hair. She felt her cheeks flush a bit.

Richie didn't seem to buy that she was alright. She let out small sigh then suddenly, Elisa seemed to be back to normal. Her energy lifted up once again and she smiled, "No, no I'm alright! Don't call my mom, she'll have to take me home! I just swallowed that expired juice wrong! Come on Richie! Let's just get to the next movie! I promise I'll be good and no more expired juice." To prove herself, she reached forward for the cup she just had, which was still 1/3 full and she placed it far away from her. She grinned at her best friend and pointed at the stack of movies and giving a perky thumbs up and a small giggle.

Her best friend still seemed a little reluctant but he put down his phone and put in the CD he got earlier. The opening credits began to roll and he walked back to her. She took his hand and squeezed it a bit, "I promise, I'm alright. Sorry for worrying you." she smiled. Then, she let go and looked forward at the screen. She stretched a bit before lying back down. She glanced at Ryder quickly and felt her heart flutter a bit, just like in the movies. She casually leans towards him, without really taking her eyes off from the screen but also glancing at Ryder slightly.


She leaned her side to his and looked up at him, their blue eyes met and she immediately looked away. As the first few scenes of the movie continued, she found herself slowly drifting into sleep but also curled up next to Ryder with her arm clutching his arm and the other arm over his torso keeping him in a close cuddle. A small, smile played on her lips.

 

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It took Maria about as long to realize who was standing in front of her, as it did for him to reply. ❝ Nah it's cool. ❞ Evan. She smiled somberly at him. ❝ Yo Ria, haven't seen you in forever. ❞ He held out his arms like he was about to hug her, but looked hesitant.​

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❝ Yeah. Aha, ❞ she forced out a small chuckle, ❝ It sure has. ❞ Maria stepped into his arms to greet him with the expectant hug. She realized why he waited for her approval. She was a mess and if the rest of her body was as bad as her face -- it wasn't -- then she could be in some serious pain from the contact. The hug was short, like most greeting hugs between two friends were, but she had wished for it to linger for just a bit longer. It felt nice to have someone wrap their arms around her. Comfort. He smiled at her and she couldn't help but smile back, a little bit of the weight on her heart lessening. Maria wiped at the burning tears on her face. They stung her hands.​

❝ Yo Ria, you feeling alright? ❞ It felt so foreign hearing Evan call her Ria. No one ever called her anything but Maria, aside from Stephan -- he called her Ri. She always secretly enjoyed the fact that Evan referred to her by something else.

❝ Oh. Ha. Yeah um, it's just been a bad couple of days. ❞ She chuckled again. Maria felt like ****. The tears had stopped, but that didn't change how she felt. Evan was a bright cheery person, but she doubted anything could lift her spirits at this point. Maria shivered and rubbed her hands together briskly. She looked up at him freezing and her teeth were starting to chatter. ❝ Evan, do you know some place nearby we could go to get out of the cold? I'm kind of soaking wet and freezing and I've been out here for some time. ❞

He seemed thoughtful for a moment. ❝ Hmmm...I'd offer my place but it's not the closest nearby. ❞ The look on his face went from pondering to sudden realization. He looked so pleased with himself. ❝ I got it! Follow me Ria. ❞

She did. Maria let him drag her around in the freezing wet and cold. They only went a couple of blocks before coming to a stop in front of a 7 - 11. Really? A gas station? He dragged her inside and warmth hit her like a slap to the face. She hadn't felt warm in awhile. Her hands rubbed together and her flats made squish - squash sounds on the floor. Her toes burned and she stopped in front of the coffee station to get something warm. The hot liquid inside the cup instantly began to warm her fingers through the Styrofoam and she paid the cashier at the counter. The gas station had a little sitting area and she took a seat at one of the booths. Everything felt uncomfortably wet. "Do you come here often?" she joked when he sat down across from her.

Maria sipped her coffee for a few minutes, letting the rich dark taste fill her insides. She eventually set it down and sighed. Maria had a feeling she wasn't going to go anywhere until she told Evan something. She picked at one of the napkins on the table, tearing it into tiny little pieces. ❝ Yesterday I went to the movies alone. After it ended I was walking back to my car in the dark and got jumped. That's what all of this is from. ❞ She motioned to the marks on her face and neck. ❝ Apparently it had something to do with Stephan, but he won't say why and now I just really don't want to go home. ❞ Evan always made for an easy person to talk to. She had no intentions of sharing her intimate relationship issues with him, but familial ones were a different matter. Plus, anyone could see how hellish she looked.

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✜ Mood: Broken ❖ Interaction: Evan ✜​

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Once he'd finished playing, he let out a quick sigh. From the moment he started he started playing, he became engulf in his own little world. It was just him and the music. It'd been awhile since he's felt like that before.

"That was beautiful Shane. You're very talented."

"Thanks." He felt glad that he had someone to hear him play. It was almost just like how Seraphina had described it.

"Shane...? Umm... do you have a girlfriend?"

And just like that, he left his musical muse mode and entered and awkward teenage boy one. "Uh...no." Due to the nature of the question, he couldn't help it that a blush appeared on his face.

"Erg....Um... what I mean is... No, that is what I mean, I'm sorry... I'm not very good at making conversation."

"I see." Well he already given his answer so at least that was off his chest.

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"Um... H-Hi Alex..."

There she was. From the look of things she seemed to be nervous about something, though it wasn't like he wasn't nervous himself. Probably she was nervous about the same thing he was.

"Say something to her...If you like her, this is your chance, to tell her. I'm going to get a Hot chocolate, so when I go, say something."

You heard the lady, don't mess this up.

Great, not only was Estelle pressuring him, but his voice was too. Quite some luck he was having right now. Still she was right, this was his best chance to admit how he felt about her.

"I'm gonna go get us some drinks! I'll be right back!"

"Oh alright."

You realize what you have to do right?

Just as there was silent where Alex was sitting, there was silence inside his head.

When she get's back, tell her the truth. At times like these I wish I had some influence over what you said.

And it was at times like this where Alex was glad his voice didn't have any control over what he said. Eventually Natalie returned with the drinks and he took in a deep breath.

"I got you a coffee. Hope that's okay."

"That's fine." Looking down at the coffee, he took a few moment to prep himself. "Uh, Natalie, there's something I want to tell you.

 

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"Oh... I see." She said. She could see the faint blush on his face, and she started to get one herself. ​

'Well you want to ask if out don't you? So just do it. You have never gotten like this before what gives Seraphina?' She thought to herself. ​

'This is different though I don't want to scare him off, I had the whole school doing my will back in France if I did get rejected, which I never did first of all, there would be a bunch of other boys, and I wouldn't lose any friends because I basically had unlimited supply. But this is different he's standing right there and he's the only person I got right now I don't want to mess things up.' She argued. ​

'What do you got to lose? Come on you have to at least try, you'll find someone else if he says no, big deal.' She thought. 'But I DO have a lot to lose this time.' She told herself. Fighting with herself was getting her nowhere. ​

"I know we kind of are still getting to know each other... and... um..." She took another breath. "I just, already am starting to like you, a lot." She told him. "Do you think... that maybe we could go out sometime?" She asked, making sure to keep eye contact. That had to be one of the hardest things she's ever had to say. She took a deep breath. She just needed to trust herself with stuff like this. ​

 

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{~~~Day 9 (4/4)~~~December 29th, 2016, Wednesday~~~Location: Streets~~~Mood: Fun~~~Music~~~Ooc:~~~}

Evan, in the end, ended up hugging his good pal Ria since she seemed willing to accept it. He continued to wonder what was up with her since she seemed so down. The thought that she ran into Cherry Red crossed his mind and he wondered just what the man was like right now. A few images ran through his head, none of which were anything like the Cherry Red everyone knew. Regardless Ria had apparently been having a few bad days recently and that was just no good. She needed to brighten that mood up before he could completely drop the bombshell on her of what had happened. Doing it now would probably crush soul altogether...or turn her into some murderous killing machine. And as much as Evan liked interfering with people's affairs for fun, he didn't like causing friends of his emotional stress.

❝Evan, do you know some place nearby we could go to get out of the cold? I'm kind of soaking wet and freezing and I've been out here for some time. ❞

He started wondering on this. Despite a good bit of wandering Evan never really knew where he would hang out the most to avoid weather like this. Especially since he loved this great snowstorm. However Ria seemed none too fond of it so he thought of where to go. "Hmmm...I'd offer my place but that's not the closest nearby."A few choice locations popped to his head. One was the cafe, though he was wondering if Freya was still there, and her seeing him with Ria right now was a nono. The bar also seemed like a good choice, unfortunately he wasn't sure Ria would appreciate. Then as if being struck by a eureka light bulb Evan figured it out. "I got it! Follow me Ria."

He ended up leading her to their local 7-11 because it was such a great place. You could get like anything there. He saw Ria get herself a cup of coffee or something like that and sit down. Evan ended up getting a mountain dew and some honey roasted peanuts. What deliciousness they were. He sat down next to Ria while she jokingly asked him. "Do you come here often?"

"Only when I pass by," he answered with a slight chuckle. Then Ria grabbed a napkin and started tearing it up into little pieces. Clearly something was bugging her and Evan was going to find out soon enough. He was on the verge of asking her when she decided to spill her story. ❝ Yesterday I went to the movies alone. After it ended I was walking back to my car in the dark and got jumped. That's what all of this is from. Apparently it had something to do with Stephan, but he won't say why and now I just really don't want to go home. ❞

Evan none too fond of this news. Still keeping up his smile expression, though not as emphatic as usual, he absorbed all the details of the story. Finishing his soda and throwing it into a nearby trash can he clapped his hands and his smile brightened up. "Well then, I guess it's settled. You can stay at my place till this whole thing blows over. And don't even worry about any jumpers. They won't want any part of this." He pointed to himself, basically stating he would kick the crap out of anyone who would try to hurt her. He was going to make sure that his friend wasn't going to get hurt by some random asshat. "Now usually I'd say wait here and wait for me to get my car here, buuuut I've been told I'm not the safest of drivers and it's blizzarding outside. So since that means we'd have to walk to my place," Evan then took off his hoodie, leaving him with only his t-shirt underneath to cover his upper body,"you can use this." He held his snowed on hoodie out to Ria.

 

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"Boring" Said the elder man as he rested in his room and flicked through the television channels with the remote. In this hospital there weren't very many channels and most of the channels showed the most boring shows ever. There really wasn't much for him to actually do so at the moment Julius had to really rely on the television to relieve him of this boredom. Meeting with Noelle was fun, but that was a short lived moment and the girl left.

And so the man continued to flip through the channels, but something caught his attention. There was breaking news and all too instantly his attention was focused purely on it. According to the woman on the television there was a crash between a bus and two cars. Julius' eye focused not on the woman hogging the scene but the devastation behind her. His eyes narrowed and pitted the scene but soon enough after the scene was done being described he heard something unbelievable.

All too suddenly the man dropped the remote in his hand and stared dumbfound as he listened to the names being reported. "Sophie...Bryan..." Julius said softly before closing his eyes and clenched his teeth. Those two names rang deep in his mind, but the other, while was not that well known to him, was still one that had an impact on him. The person named Lucas...he shared the same last name as the girl next to him.

Everything hurt, both mind and body. The memories of Sophie calling him Sir Dashing Patch and making a whole lot of silly jokes, the hung around Bryan, they all flooded into his mind. He wanted to yell, but he knew he couldn't do it here. He thought of Noelle and Fatime, how would the two be able to deal with it? how would the two be able to deal with the loss of their family. He never knew much about Fatime, but he knew a good deal about Noelle and he definitely did not want her to go through the pain he was all too familiar with. He just didn't know what to do, but then his cellphone rang, and instantly answered

"Julius! good you picked up...Noelle was in an accident...she is fine, nothing serious" said the voice of Jonathan.

Hearing that Noelle was in that accident made him ill at ease, but hearing the girl was fine was all that he needed to hear "Stick by her okay? make sure she is alright...alright Jonathan?" Julius said. If it weren't for the damn wounds that plagued him he would have acted, but he needed help, he needed to make sure the girl wasn't alone.

"Alright! no need to worry Julius" said Jonathan's voice before it shut off

Hearing that Julius closed his eyes and let out a sigh as he leaned back on his bed. Bringing up his hand he clenched the eyepatch covering his eye

 

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She mumbled into her body, curled up like a ball on the couch. ❝You can go ... If you want.❞

How avoidant. He'd be lying if he said he really wanted to put up with this right now. He needed to sort through his own thoughts and feelings about it without someone so close to the source having a breakdown. He didn't know how to feel. It was almost like a joke. Like, it couldn't possibly be real. They were all fine. But he wasn't heartless enough not to care how Pierce was handling it.

❝That's not really answering the question.❞ He muttered. Pierce looked up from her knees.

❝Please ... Please stay. ❞ He took a deep breath and set his briefcase down, sitting back down on the couch a bit awkwardly. He felt uncomfortable as she sobbed into her arms, but he could ... empathize. Sophie and her were close, weren't they? Scooting a bit closer, he slid an arm around her and positioned her to lean against him and into his chest.

❝It'll be alright ...❞

He wasn't sure how true that was, but ...

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"Uh, Natalie, there's something I want to tell you."

Natalie's heart stopped. What was he gonna say? Oh no... if he was about to confess he liked her, would the Cupid's Brew alter that? Would it have a reverse effect? Oh great, her one chance and she blew it. Maybe she could...

No. She shouldn't stop. What if he wanted to say something else? What if it was something that would keep them from being together? She would have him. No one else would. "Um... Yes? What is it Alex?" Natalie said shakily. There was still a huge fear in her mind that the Cupid's Brew could have horrid effects on someone already in love... If she missed a single chance to spill his drink or get rid of it, then she could be in for dire consequences. How fun...

 

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"Um... Yes? What is it Alex?"

This was his golden opportunity to reveal his feeling and this was probably the most he's ever been nervous. Sure it was understandable in this situation, but still, he knew he was going to get some grief over chickening out from both Estelle and his voice, though he was more worried about Estelle she's she was a physical being, not something made inside his head.

"You see I...I" Unfortunately, the rest of his words seemed to stuck in his throat. Come on, don't blow it now. With another swallow, he practically forced the words out his mouth. "I REALLY LIKE YOU!" In that instant, he mentally went back 4 years to where he could barely even look at a girl, since his gaze was bow downward towards his cup.

Bravo, you finally did it.

As true as that was, all he could do now was wait for Natalie's response.

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"I know we kind of are still getting to know each other... and... um..."

Is she asking what I think she's going to ask.Why else would she ask if he had a girlfriend. If it was curiosity, then he had no clue why that would come up after playing the piano.

"I just, already am starting to like you, a lot."

"Thanks."

"Do you think... that maybe we could go out sometime?"

"S-sure." This was a pleasant surprise. He just got asked out by a girl, something he definitely wasn't expecting to happen.

 

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When Torvald stepped out into the desert, he felt as if he was about to collapse. He wretched himself forward, slowly descending further into the bright sand, as the clear sun beat down upon him. Sweat formed upon his brow, but at the very edge of the horizon, he saw a figure.​

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Torvald woke up with a start. His forehead was cold and his breathing heavy. What ... what did -- did something happen today? He completely missed it ...​

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⟣ DATE⁞ Tuesday, December 29th, 2015 ⟡ DAY⁞ 9 4/4 ⟡ ♫ ⟢​

⟣ LOCATION⁞ Home ⟡ INTERACTION⁞ Elisa ⟢​

⟣ WEARING ⟡ OOC⁞ ✖ ⟢​

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Elisa started to drink from her cup almost immediately and he grinned a little too smug. He had just finished killing some alien-cyborg-monster-creature thing when her chipper voice sounded in his ear. "Hey Ry, did you open up a new or expired juice box or something, this tastes-" she sipped from it again, looking at the cup and clicking her tongue to ponder on the taste more "- a little strange…"

Ryder practically choked on his tongue. He let out an awkward laugh. So it did have a taste, but seemed less likely to actually do anything. He felt silly having even attempted something, but hey, he is getting a laugh out of it after all. "I don't know what you're talking about Elisa. I think you're losing it. Ha."

He didn't look over at her, but the tone of her voice sounded pouty, "You meanie! I'm being serious!" she complained childishly and slapped his arm and pouted even more. He glanced from the screen at her. She looked cute like that and he just kept up the charade by shrugging his shoulders. She looked back at the cup for a moment, then glanced at Ryder's blue eyes again, then drank more of it. Elisa seemed to shiver slightly, "No, no, it's definitely a little strange." He shook his head. Nope. Not strange at all!

She straightened up and sat on her heels, facing Ryder completely. Elisa's hand reached for his control and pulled it away, setting it on the floor. He glowered at her. She took his hands which caused his cheeks to flush and gave him the cup, "You try i-" she had started to demand when suddenly she stopped.​

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His brow raised curiously as she gulped a few times and blinked heavily. Elisa started to sway and he narrowed his bright blues on her. She let out a small groan as she held her head, and placed her hand on Ryder's shin to keep herself up. Oh! Color filled his face and he looked away. When she suddenly began to cough, he turned back to her, looking frantic. She became seized by a coughing fit. What did he do? Elisa toppled over on her side and fell to the floor. Her hands reached up and she clutched the ends of his vest in one hand and the blanket in another. What was happening? Ryder immediately slid off the couch with his arm around her. He started patting her fiercely on the back to try to help her clear her lungs. Dear God!! His eyes were wide with fear and he shouted her name over and over again, trying to get some sort of response.​

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When her coughing came to a complete, yet abrupt, hault; he thought his heart was going to burst out of his chest. Richie was off the ground and grabbing his phone. He agreed that calling for help would be the best thing to do. Something like that doesn't just come from nowhere, and if it was his fault -- Ryder had no idea what was in that liquid. The grip on Ryder's vest and the blanket loosened. He looked at her with concern etched into his face. "N-no, i-it's alright…" she coughed then cleared her throat, "I… I'm fine."

Her voice was kept low as she got up to sit weakly. Ryder helped her, with a hand by her elbow and the other on her shoulder to prop her upright. She turned to him. Their blue eyes met. The way she was looking at him sent chills down his spine and his already frantic heart fluttered within. Elisa eventually turned away swiftly and patted down her messed up hair. It was cute like that. Richie, being smart for once, didn't seem to buy that she was all right. Ryder reluctantly had to agree.

She smiled, "No, no I'm alright! Don't call my mom, she'll have to take me home! I just swallowed that expired juice wrong! Come on Richie! Let's just get to the next movie! I promise I'll be good and no more expired juice." People didn't cough that badly from swallowing a drink wrong. He was skeptical. She grinned at Richie and pointed at the stack of movies, giving him a perky thumbs up and a small giggle. Elisa was always giggling. He liked her laugh. Richie still seemed reluctant, but put down his phone and grabbed a DVD. Ryder sighed and returned to his seat on the couch. He pushed the controller away, no longer wishing to play games. His blue eyes fell on the cup she left abandoned on the table and he couldn't help but wonder if he really was the cause of what just happened a moment ago. "I promise, I'm alright. Sorry for worrying you." she smiled. ​

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Ryder lifted his head as the movie began to play and his eyes locked with hers. She leaned towards him on the couch. He hadn't noticed at first, but then at some point he saw that she had been gradually getting closer. Her side brushed against his and he felt his breathing stop briefly. This was insane. Elisa had to be messing with him. Aha! Very funny. She could pull pranks too. She looked up at him, their eyes meeting and they both quickly turned away. Maybe she wasn't pranking him? But then that would mean -- Elisa curled into his lap. One arm clutched onto his and the other hugged his torso. He felt the color rise to his face as she fell asleep and he locked eyes with his twin. This was awkward. Ryder cleared his throat, feeling a rise within him and looked away, staring intently at the television screen. Aha. Awkward.​

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By the time the movie finished, he was pretty out of it. He had been stroking her turquoise hair for some time without realizing and eventually drifted off to sleep like that. One hand rested on top of her head, the other hung off the armrest of the sofa. His head was craned to the side and blond bangs swept across his face.​

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Estelle smiled. "My work here is done." She said to herself, then winking at Nat and passing through the door. She went back to her house where she texted her friend.​

To: Nat ​

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What did I tell you? That went better then expected, you owe me, BIG. ​

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She sent off her text, still laughing about how loud Alex had confessed to Nat.

She felt like a really really awesome friend for finally bring them together. How awesome what this? She lied down on the couch, thinking she could get in a few episodes of her favorite show before bed, but of course, her sister came into the room. ​

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"Where have you been all day?" Vega asked angered, coming from the downstairs of the flower shop, covered in dirt. "I've been out with my friends." She said. "Oh ya, right where were you really?" Vega laughed.​

"I'm telling the truth, I was at the cafe with Alex and Nat but then I ended up making a couple out of them so I came here to leave them alone." She said. Her sister looked shock. "Well, you could've at least said something first, leaving me to work all day."​

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Estelle laughed as she stomped out of the door, slamming her bedroom door. Estelle went up to her own room and lied down, fiddling her hair and looking out the window. She was glad to have friends like Nat and Alex. ​

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Things were finally starting to change. She was thinking about how much fun her and her friends would have on the break, if they weren't doing couple stuff all the time. She laughed. As long as Nat was happy, she didn't really mind being left behind once and a while. With that thought, she fell asleep. ​

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Seraphina smiled. That went according to plan she was pretty happy with herself. She put her hand on his. "It's getting late, you should really get home, I'm sure your parents are worried about you." She said. ​

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After Shane had left, Seraphina went to her Bedroom. The other one she slept in the night before, was her room for when guest come over to stay the night, so they're all on the same floor. This room was on the 4rd floor, it was also designed specifically for her, having a medieval castle theme. ​

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After brushing out her hair, she lied down on her bed, and took a deep breath. She was so glad that was over with. It was had been stressing her out all morning, when the right time to ask was and then what to say. ​

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She had never been rejected before, she didn't think she could handle it, it would just put her brain in overload and she would faint from the shock. Lucky that didn't happen. ​

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She wondered if he had just said yes because he was in her house, or because he really meant it. It seemed genuine to her. He seemed like an honest guy, someone she could trust if she ever needed anything. He didn't always say very much, but he was always so nice. She hoped this would last. ​

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She took another deep breath, and then lied down in her bed, after her mind stopped wondering she fell asleep peacefully. ​

 

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"Night." Shane said, before heading back home via the map that was still on his app. It didn't take too long for him to get back home, which as expected his parents where wondering where he's been. Once again he told them that he was staying at a friends house. Normally they would've pressed him for more information, but time was on his side since it was late and they just left it at that.

It wasn't until he'd finished showering that he'd noticed that he'd left his piano music back in Seraphina's music room. While it was clearly too late to do anything about it now, he was at least glad it was somewhere that he got get to without too much trouble.

Making his way into his room, he climbed into his bed and went to sleep. His mind was still curious about what he would do with Seraphina the next day.

 

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"I REALLY LIKE YOU!"
Natalie giggled. He was so loud! By the end of all of this, she was blushing furiously. She couldn't help but laugh at the way he said it, though she quickly composed herself so he didn't think she was laughing at him.

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Natalie smiled. She did owe Estelle big time. Natalie had a hunch that today was gonna be amazing, but she didn't expect this. She quickly replied:

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She looked at her now boyfriend and smiled at him. "Do you really? I'm glad you feel that way since I like you too..." Natalie gulped. All this seemed so surreal. "So... with this big revelation... Do you maybe... wanna go out?"

They paused for a moment. It seemed like a year.

"Well, it's getting late. I better go home. Text me your answer if you want, ehehehe..." She thought for a bit, then planted a quick kiss on his cheek. "I'll see you later." Then she got up and went home.

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Upon arriving home, putting on her PJ's and climbing into bed, she turned on the TV to find news reports of a car crash. She immediately investigated as best as she could on her phone. More news sites, newspaper sites, and even the school's website to see if there had been any names yet.

Suddenly, she came upon the names.

Her heart sank as she read them. She hadn't ever talked to them, but at Fortissimo Academy, you basically knew who everyone was and had practically grown alongside them. Knowing she'd never see them again made her feel awful. She had even been at the same party as them on Christmas! She had never even made an effort to even freaking speak to them! Damn it all! It was so unfair...

Natalie was so upset she hadn't even realized she had begun crying. She smacked her phone off the nightside table and then curled up in bed until sleep overcame her.

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"Yeah, see you later." Even with the peck on the check he'd managed to revert to his 20 year old mentality. Soon enough he got up and left, making his way home. This had actually turned out better than he thought it would, he'd confessed his feelings and now had a girlfriend, well not yet officially but it might as well be.

Upon getting home, he was surprised seeing that no one was in the living room, but then he remembered that his dad did more heavy lifting than he did so it all made sense soon enough. So he made his way to the bathroom for his shower. When that was finished, he plugged up his phone and went to sleep in his bed.

 

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Elisa complaining about her beverage was surprising, and a little worrying, because Richie's tasted just fine. He looked to her confused as she continued her criticism of the juice. She even passed it to Ryder for further inspection before she... collapsed?!

The blonde rushed to her along with his twin. "Elisa! Elisa?! Oh God. We have to get her to a hospital! I'll call her mom; someone else call 911!!" He exclaimed in a demanding tone. He scrambled for the phone tucked away in his pocket. He searched his contact list for Elisa's mom, finally finding it and pressing enter.

Ring ring... ring ri- "N-no, i-it's alright... I... I'm fine."

Ring ring... ring... "No, no I'm alright! Don't call my mom, she'll have to take me home! I just swallowed that expired juice wrong! Come on Richie! Let's just get to the next movie! I promise I'll be good and no more expired juice."

Sighing, Richie looked to his best friend as she smiled and pushed the glass away from her. He reluctantly ended the call and slid the phone back into his pocket. He inserted the DVD into the slot and returned to Elisa's side, looking at her worriedly. She took his hand and gripped it tightly. "I promise, I'm alright. Sorry for worrying you." Her gentle tone and that sincere gleam in her eyes forced a bit of a smile out of the boy, nodding in acknowledgment.

As the movie progressed, Richie began to doze off slightly from time to time. He looked to his side, a tired glaze over his eyes, to see Elisa cuddled securely on Ryder's side. He looked at the pair, baffled. Every time Elisa came over, she would cling to Richie, no matter what they were doing. Besides, just a few hours ago, she was smothering him and talking about being single princesses together [ not that he minded of course ]. And now, she seemed totally immersed in everything Ryder, who looked to him. The boy, jealous of his brother's new status, looked away and rolled over on his side, his back facing the duo.

He allowed himself a pout as he thought of what could have happened to Elisa to make her suddenly so interested in Ryder. Not to say she wasn't before at times, but it was usually when they were alone and she tell Richie all about their adventures together [ though this barely ever happened ]. After a while, his thoughts seemed to funnel down into one idea: Cupid's Brew. The boy didn't know if his twin had a vial, but it seemed to make sense with what was going on... Elisa's odd tasting beverage, and then her collapse, and then this?! Turning over, the blonde eyed his brother suspiciously. One last thought crossed his mind before the heaviness of his eyes was too much to bare and he fell asleep.

He wouldn't do something like that...

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❝Relax Noelle, you'll be fine.❞

That's the last thing she heard before getting completely swept up in questions and examinations. Jonathan stayed with her, though, which she was grateful for ... it just didn't feel necessary. Why was everyone making such a huge deal? The crash had looked terrible but ... Had someone died?

After the doctors had cleared out and she was told she could go home the next morning [ apparently she was pretty beaten up ], her and Jonathan talked casually and she asked him what exactly happened. He explained what he knew and she tried to put the pieces together. Eventually, she texted Bryan letting him know what had happened.

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