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[psychic_stoner]

WHO: Andy Gallagher and Lulu Spencer
WHAT: Andy learns that Aternaville is a little more effed up than he originally thought and tries to explain that to Lulu
WHEN: Morning of March 1, around noon
WHERE: Lulu's house
STATUS: Closed and incomplete
RATING: W for wtf?!

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[lulu8889]

Lulu was trying not to freak out. The clothes in the room were all her size which was either really convenient or really creepy, depending on how she looked at it. Twenty minutes gave her enough time to change into something comfortable. She was avoiding seeing if anyone else were in the house, but when she'd heard the knock, she was a bit more careless in going down the stairs and to the door. She opened the door to see who could only be Andy. "I didn't get high by myself or with anyone else," the blonde replied as she opened the door.

[psychic_stoner]

Andy straightened up when the door opened and he gave Lulu a small, sheepish grin at her response. "Well, that's good. It'd be pretty shitty if you didn't share," he joked. Then he held up one of the styrofoam cups of coffee and looked behind her, bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet to keep from shivering at the cold. "...can I come in, or...?"

[lulu8889]

"Yeah, sorry. Yeah, I don't know if anyone else is here or...what." Lulu didn't know whether it'd be a good thing or a bad thing if they were. "You should meet my friend Spinelli. The two of you would get along well." She moved to the side, leaving room enough for him to come in and her to shut the door. "I feel like I'm in the twilight zone or something." She'd already tried Dante's cell, her dad's, Ethan's, Lucky's, Maxie's, even Nikolas'. No one was picking up. She supposed they were all busy with the trial or their respective lives, but it was disconcerting to think that she'd had absolutely no one looking for her.

[psychic_stoner]

It hadn't really occurred to Andy that Lulu might have roommates. Or, for that matter, that there was a possibility that she might have a live-in boyfriend. By the sounds of her journal, the live-in was probably not the case. Still, he raised his eyebrows in a cocking motion and let his hand lower the coffee cup again. "O...kaaaay," he said under his breath.

He gave her a small smile as she went on. "Yeah? You'll have to introduce me sometime, then," he replied. Frowning slightly, Andy held up the coffee cup again to her. "Here, before it gets cold," he spoke up. "Why do you feel like you're in the twilight zone? What's goin' on, pretty girl? You're actin' all kindsa weird today. I mean, not that we're, like, tight or anything but...you know...you knew my name and shit at least," he said slowly, taking a sip of his own coffee. "What's goin' on?"