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Who: Nepeta Leijon and Matthew Patel
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: suite 22 common room
Summary: Matthew is the worst influence a teen girl could possibly have
Rating: PG
Warnings: angst, swearing, crying, so much crying, troll drama, most angst
Nepeta sat on the couch outside Lucas's bedroom alone, hugging her knees to her chest and wearing the hat he'd given her. She'd arrived last night expecting to find him in his room, but he wasn't there. All his stuff was there and that eased her worry a little. She'd thought he was out visiting someone or something like that and he'd be back soon...
She spent all night waiting on that couch, only moving to find food for Breadstick. Her eyes were rimmed in green but they were dry for the time being. She'd cried herself out last night after fighting with Equius. All they ever did was fight lately. She couldn't explain things to him properly without making him hate her... but she was starting to think he hated her anyway.
Lucas would know what to do. Lucas always knew what to do. She would just have to wait for him, softly sniffling on that couch, and hope that Todd didn't show up and decide to be mean to her.
When: Saturday afternoon
Where: suite 22 common room
Summary: Matthew is the worst influence a teen girl could possibly have
Rating: PG
Warnings: angst, swearing, crying, so much crying, troll drama, most angst
Nepeta sat on the couch outside Lucas's bedroom alone, hugging her knees to her chest and wearing the hat he'd given her. She'd arrived last night expecting to find him in his room, but he wasn't there. All his stuff was there and that eased her worry a little. She'd thought he was out visiting someone or something like that and he'd be back soon...
She spent all night waiting on that couch, only moving to find food for Breadstick. Her eyes were rimmed in green but they were dry for the time being. She'd cried herself out last night after fighting with Equius. All they ever did was fight lately. She couldn't explain things to him properly without making him hate her... but she was starting to think he hated her anyway.
Lucas would know what to do. Lucas always knew what to do. She would just have to wait for him, softly sniffling on that couch, and hope that Todd didn't show up and decide to be mean to her.