Oh, swcheet.
You get TWO updates in one night. TWO. Don't you feel LUCKY?
Mercedes was filling a glass full of milk (Thankfully Toria had gotten some milk other then her grey soy gack) around 2 AM. She couldn't sleep, and she'd found that milk helped lure her into a restful slumber.
The front door creaked open, and Mercedes heard soft, gulping sobs. The lavendar haired girl stepped quietly into the front hall. "Toria?"
The figure sitting on the floor crying was indeed her brunette roommate. Mercedes hurried over to her, wishing Mercy was awake. She was the one who was good with emotions, not Mercedes.
"Toria." She whispered meekly. "Toria, what's wrong?"
Toria looked up, hiccupping slightly, her mascara creating little streaks down her cheek. "L-Lindy. She..."
Toria clung to Mercedes arm, resting her head on it. This was not like Toria. Sheepardess could not be clingy, she said. Lawyers could not be clingy, she said.
Mercedes pulled her friend up, and gently pushed her towards the sofa. The stairs light flicked on and Mercy delicately decended. "'Cedes, why..." She trailed off at the sight of her two roommates sitting on the sofa, one crying, the other desprately trying to think of what the hell she should do. Mercy studied the scene for a moment before rushing over, and taking over. "Tor- Toria, calm down, and tell us what happened. Mercedes, go get a box of tissues."
Toria's crying dwindled, and she took a tissue to blow her nose with. She crumpled it up, and threw it at the waste basket. She began explaining. "Lindy- that- that bitch, I trusted her, and she just..."
If anyyyyyone at all in the entire friggin' universe is interested in hearing the rest, I'll finish the story and post it. If there isn't anyone in the entire friggin' universe is interested in hearing the rest, I'll finish it and post it anyway.
Also, this is Mercedes' favourite comic (Warning: Not for young children who people who have got high moral standards).
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Mercedes was filling a glass full of milk (Thankfully Toria had gotten some milk other then her grey soy gack) around 2 AM. She couldn't sleep, and she'd found that milk helped lure her into a restful slumber.
The front door creaked open, and Mercedes heard soft, gulping sobs. The lavendar haired girl stepped quietly into the front hall. "Toria?"
The figure sitting on the floor crying was indeed her brunette roommate. Mercedes hurried over to her, wishing Mercy was awake. She was the one who was good with emotions, not Mercedes.
"Toria." She whispered meekly. "Toria, what's wrong?"
Toria looked up, hiccupping slightly, her mascara creating little streaks down her cheek. "L-Lindy. She..."
Toria clung to Mercedes arm, resting her head on it. This was not like Toria. Sheepardess could not be clingy, she said. Lawyers could not be clingy, she said.
Mercedes pulled her friend up, and gently pushed her towards the sofa. The stairs light flicked on and Mercy delicately decended. "'Cedes, why..." She trailed off at the sight of her two roommates sitting on the sofa, one crying, the other desprately trying to think of what the hell she should do. Mercy studied the scene for a moment before rushing over, and taking over. "Tor- Toria, calm down, and tell us what happened. Mercedes, go get a box of tissues."
Toria's crying dwindled, and she took a tissue to blow her nose with. She crumpled it up, and threw it at the waste basket. She began explaining. "Lindy- that- that bitch, I trusted her, and she just..."
If anyyyyyone at all in the entire friggin' universe is interested in hearing the rest, I'll finish the story and post it. If there isn't anyone in the entire friggin' universe is interested in hearing the rest, I'll finish it and post it anyway.
Also, this is Mercedes' favourite comic (Warning: Not for young children who people who have got high moral standards).
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