MEANWHILE, WHILE LB'S HUSBAND IS WHORING IT UP...
[Wondering why the hallways hasn't been filled with the sounds of Laughing Beauty's compulsive laughter lately? Well...even if it is compulsive, LB hadn't had much to laugh about lately. She thought that marrying Thomas would bring her endless amounts of joy, but since even the night they got married on, it seemed like there was one thing after another that kept tearing them away from spending time with each other. Even when there was nothing, it seemed like her own husband didn't want to be around her. Or at least, she couldn't make him happy. So naturally, she was feeling a little down about it.]
[The last couple of days had been especially depressing. There didn't seem to be any signs of conflict anywhere, but yet, she hadn't seen Thomas anywhere, lately. So instead of wandering the halls, LB had been sticking to their home, hoping he'd come back...hoping he didn't get trapped in a room somewhere. Although he should have had his radio...why hadn't he called her?!]
[The last time she spoke to him, he seemed depressed about killing a girl, and told LB that it wasn't her fault that he acted like that...but at the same time, she couldn't bring him out of the slump either. What was she doing wrong? Was she not doing enough? Or did she just simply not make him happy anymore?]
[These string of thoughts might seem a little bit paranoid to the normal person, but LB was most definitely not normal in the head. The one thing she feared, above everything else (even dying and octopi!) was losing her husband. And being alone, with those paranoid-stricken thoughts for the past few days were not helping her too much. In fact, she was in a similar state as Thomas was, the last time she saw him.]
[So LB was in their room, chopping carrots for a new type of soup she found in a cooking book. The steady, rhythmic sound of the knife hitting the chopping board did a good job to keep her wandering thoughts in check, as she occasionally let out a dull sound of laughter. Well, her husband was always hungry...maybe if she made him some food for him to come back to, maybe he'd seem happy to be around her, for once. Even if he didn't come back tonight, soup was at least something easy to heat back up. So maybe he wouldn't have a reason to run away from her again. Maybe she wouldn't have to go on a killing rampage just to spend some time with her husband.]
[But for now, all she could do was wait.]
((Go explain yourself, you cheating whore! >:V You know who you are! <3))
[The last couple of days had been especially depressing. There didn't seem to be any signs of conflict anywhere, but yet, she hadn't seen Thomas anywhere, lately. So instead of wandering the halls, LB had been sticking to their home, hoping he'd come back...hoping he didn't get trapped in a room somewhere. Although he should have had his radio...why hadn't he called her?!]
[The last time she spoke to him, he seemed depressed about killing a girl, and told LB that it wasn't her fault that he acted like that...but at the same time, she couldn't bring him out of the slump either. What was she doing wrong? Was she not doing enough? Or did she just simply not make him happy anymore?]
[These string of thoughts might seem a little bit paranoid to the normal person, but LB was most definitely not normal in the head. The one thing she feared, above everything else (even dying and octopi!) was losing her husband. And being alone, with those paranoid-stricken thoughts for the past few days were not helping her too much. In fact, she was in a similar state as Thomas was, the last time she saw him.]
[So LB was in their room, chopping carrots for a new type of soup she found in a cooking book. The steady, rhythmic sound of the knife hitting the chopping board did a good job to keep her wandering thoughts in check, as she occasionally let out a dull sound of laughter. Well, her husband was always hungry...maybe if she made him some food for him to come back to, maybe he'd seem happy to be around her, for once. Even if he didn't come back tonight, soup was at least something easy to heat back up. So maybe he wouldn't have a reason to run away from her again. Maybe she wouldn't have to go on a killing rampage just to spend some time with her husband.]
[But for now, all she could do was wait.]
((Go explain yourself, you cheating whore! >:V You know who you are! <3))