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[frogleygoof]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'The Replacement' / Thursday, 2 March 2006 / 1:20 PM.
Location: Corridors surrounding courtyard
Open To: Lolita
Currently Involving: Troy

Ah, the life of a certain Troy Frogley. It was getting better and better, really. Perhaps his Thursday schedule helped reinforce the idea, but no matter! Thursdays were quite lovely, actually. He

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[lolita_damon]

Lolita stopped to wonder where the 'emo' comparison had sprouted from. As far as she knew, she hated the word and didn't like to use it when thinking about others, but...it'd probably just slipped unconsciously. With craploads of strangers constantly pointing fingers at her all-black ensemble, hissing 'ahahahaha EMO', it was hard not to accidentally absorb the word.

On the contrary, Lolita was decidedly not emo. 'Emo' was a term for people who insisted their lives sucked and 'wanted to die', rather than take grow a spine and take care of their problems. Apathy. Lolita had no sympathy at all.

Troy's outburst was actually alarming, Lolita was surprised to think. Equally surprising was that he was yelling at her, in apparent true anger. Yelling at HER. She couldn't remember ever being spoken to this way by Troy, and that was a hell of a lot more unsettling than she would admit. So she DID care. Odd. Apparently her willful detachment was failing her

[frogleygoof]

Anger, or just withheld feelings and frustration from hiding the truth for so long? Or feeling helpless? They were kind of related, weren't they? Sure, he didn't like to be feeling negatively toward Lolita, but he wouldn't call it angry at HER. He'd call it, in his lame and optimistic way, angry at. . .the SITUATION

[lolita_damon]

Lolita's situation, as she saw it, was quite simple: the Kensington fiasco bothered her more than it should have, and she should let it go already, because really, since when did Troy's random snogs bother her? She was supposed to be indifferent, entirely detatched. And yet it was proving to be a damn hard condition to keep up

[frogleygoof]

Oddly enough, Troy could only have agreed with Lolita regarding his current situation. Of course, he had only noticed his prior vices after the Fiasco, and was believing he was doing a bloody good job. He hadn't noticed how bad his situation was until he was apparently discovered by some omnipotent force in the castle who oversaw all that happened (somehow, to Troy, Jackie Zhang came to mind. . .but she was gone), especially what happened in the linen closets

[lolita_damon]

((Why YES I am still replying to this thread. Because Troy is pretty much dead in St. Mungo's for week 26...Lolita shall...be alone. SO:))

Troy might have been doing a good job. It might have showed. But the fact remained that Lolita was still Lolita Damned Damon, whether he liked it or not, and until she was hit with good enough reason, she would continue to assume Troy's efforts were trivial, and were misguided attempts to catch the eye of some random blonde Gryffindor. That was the type most blokes seemed to go for, anyway. Why should Troy Frogley be any different? Oh WAIT--he wasn't.

Lolita fidgeted a bit, shifting her weight from one leg to the other, before deciding her previous stick-still position was best. She hated to appear...finicky. Such an image suggested weakness, which was not the way she wanted to go.

"Sorry for..." Lolita bit her lip again and actually thought of giving a real answer before narrowing her eyes at Troy and finishing, "You know what I'm saying." Man, he enjoyed edging her into admitting defeat, didn'

[frogleygoof]

((OOC: XD

[lolita_damon]

((I'm trying to wrap this up before tallies, so, yeah. Fade-oooouut