WHO: Lillian and Rolf WHERE: Room 402 WHEN: 7/14/2012, between midnight and 1am (immediately following Persona get thread) WHY: Lillian wants to make sure Rolf didn't get eaten by pretas or mailbox ghosts during the night.
About five seconds after Lillian's text message was sent, there was a sharp knock at her door. And when she opened it, just a crack, she heard something akin to a low, low growl just on the other side.
"Lilllliaaannnnn...!"
Before she could slam the door, a body rushed in and basically tackled her. But instead of being thrown to the ground, she was lifted into the air and... twirled?
"You KNOW I don't have a text plan!" Rolf half-yelled and half-laughed at her, his voice suddenly high with giddiness.
"Rolf, lower your voice. The RA is right across the hall. She'll hear you-"
Lillian winced as she kicked a can of pens and pencils off her the corner of her desk. She barely managed to avoid knocking over the lamp, too; if that went crashing to the floor, too, especially with the door still open, the R.A. was bound to wake up and come investigate. Hopefully, by this hour Destiny was sound asleep. The older girl slept like she was deaf and blind to the world. If they were lucky, this would be the case, too. Still, Lillian wasn't taking any chances.
"Um... I'm happy to see you, too, but could you put me down, please? I need to close the door. You're breaking curfew, remember?"
Lillian wasn't sure what the penalty for smuggling a boy into your dorm room was, even if said boy was just a friend and nothing was going on, but she didn't want to find out either.
"Rolf," she pleaded but still allowed him to dip her. Thankfully, when he did, she didn't hit anything or knock anything over this time. "I know, Rolf, but it'll matter if we get caught. You don't want to get in trouble do you?"
Lillian paused a second before adding a little breathlessly. "You don't want to get me into trouble, do you?" Maybe it was a little low to use such a deliberately manipulative statement on Rolf but if it got through to him in this state, it was for his own good, too, as well as hers.
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"Lilllliaaannnnn...!"
Before she could slam the door, a body rushed in and basically tackled her. But instead of being thrown to the ground, she was lifted into the air and... twirled?
"You KNOW I don't have a text plan!" Rolf half-yelled and half-laughed at her, his voice suddenly high with giddiness.
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"Rolf, lower your voice. The RA is right across the hall. She'll hear you-"
Lillian winced as she kicked a can of pens and pencils off her the corner of her desk. She barely managed to avoid knocking over the lamp, too; if that went crashing to the floor, too, especially with the door still open, the R.A. was bound to wake up and come investigate. Hopefully, by this hour Destiny was sound asleep. The older girl slept like she was deaf and blind to the world. If they were lucky, this would be the case, too. Still, Lillian wasn't taking any chances.
"Um... I'm happy to see you, too, but could you put me down, please? I need to close the door. You're breaking curfew, remember?"
Lillian wasn't sure what the penalty for smuggling a boy into your dorm room was, even if said boy was just a friend and nothing was going on, but she didn't want to find out either.
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He brought her back down to Earth and dipped her as if they were dancing the whole time.
"The same thing happened with you."
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Lillian paused a second before adding a little breathlessly. "You don't want to get me into trouble, do you?" Maybe it was a little low to use such a deliberately manipulative statement on Rolf but if it got through to him in this state, it was for his own good, too, as well as hers.
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