Who: Loz and Lana
What: Lana's bringing Loz Advil (LOL!)
When: today
Where: Loz's room
Rating: Um PG at the most
Lana wasn't exactly sure why she felt the need to help Loz. He was a big fellow and probably pretty capable of helping himself, or so one would think if one looked at him. Something about his childish nature charmed her though. For some reason his violence didn't frighten her though the fact that he didn't like to be touched unless it was someone trying to kill him bothered her a little bit.
She'd run down to the kitchen (something she NEVER liked doing) and gotten a small dish of honey, melted marshmallows, and melted chocolate. She wasn't sure what he'd like better to put the smushed up pill in. She hated and loved this place at the same time. All of these convenient things from home were popping up out of nowhere, which was nice...but it'd be nicer if she was just at home and they were there already anyway.
After running down and up the stairs (which was becoming easier now that she was getting used to it but it still was in NO way a pleasant experience) she reached the door where he had been smashing things before. Sure enough his name was on the plate. the tables and vases that they'd destroyed had been replaced as if nothing had happened to them. Lana made an annoyed face. For some reason it bothered her that her destruction, as little as it had been, had been erased.
Due to the fact that her hands were full she tapped on his door with her toe.