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[liesinthesand]

Lysander is sitting on the edge of the lake, waiting for...well, nothing, I guess. He's sad. and lonely. What an emo kid.

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[saintdominique]

*happily* Hello, Pan.

*gets closer* Oh, what's wrong?

[liesinthesand]

*smiles at her*

Hey Dom.

Nothing, I think I'm just tired and stressed.

[saintdominique]

*small smile* Roxy?

[liesinthesand]

*laughs weakly*

Isn't it always?

[saintdominique]

*sighs* Rocky Roxy.

[liesinthesand]

Yes. I suppose that's a rather fitting name.

Come, sit. *pats the ground next to him*

[saintdominique]

*sits* so how are things between you two?

[liesinthesand]

*shrugs and puts his head on her shoulder in a FRIENDLY WAY OMG*

They're alright, I guess.

[saintdominique]

*puts her head on his, CAUSE YEAH, FRIENDS CAN DO THAT DUH.*

You guess?

[liesinthesand]

I don't know.

We aren't really talking.

[saintdominique]

Oh? That's not okay. That'd bad, actually. You have odd perception, Pan. *trying to lighten the mood a bit*

[liesinthesand]

Well, whenever we do talk, someone seems to say something stupid.

[saintdominique]

Not that I'm rooting for you to to fail but...

You'd think that's a sign.

[liesinthesand]

You'd think.

*suddenly becomes very tired*

Will you take a nap with me?

[saintdominique]

*quite comfortable* Alright. But it's cold out here. You realize that, right?

[liesinthesand]

Yes. I do. We could go back to my bed, but I think that would end badly if someone saw us or found us.