Room 213

[auroryborealis]

Rory sat in her room, curled up in a blanket.

She had Adoration Seriously playing on her computer, and she was eating coffee ice cream with gummi bears and sprinkles.

More accurately, she was crying into coffee ice cream with gummi bears and sprinkles.

Breaking up was hard.

Confirming that it was for real? Was so much harder.

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[mparkerceo]

Parker knocked on Rory's door. "Rory? You alone?"

[auroryborealis]

Rory burst into fresh tears.

"Yes," she called, voice muffled by her knees. "I am very much alone, Parker."

[mparkerceo]

Uh-ohhh.

Parker walked in and shut the door behind her, then sat down on Rory's bed. "What's going on? What's wrong? Why are you mainlining coffee ice cream, oh my god, did you get rejected from Harvard?"

[auroryborealis]

"That's not until next year," Rory sniffled, looking at Parker like she was crazy. "Ana-Anakin and I broke up."

[bridge_carson]

"Rory?" Bridge calls out, knocking on the door.

[auroryborealis]

"Yes?" came the slightly hoarse, mournful response.

[bridge_carson]

"I'm coming in, if that's okay?"

Bridge doesn't actually wait for an answer. He just opens the door and walks in, concerned expression on his face.

[mparkerceo]

Parker doesn't say anything, just waves to him with a doleful expression, and spoon-feeds Rory another scoop of ice-cream.

[auroryborealis]

"No," Rory said, exasperated. "We broke up when he was sober. And then I was all sad and wanted to apologize, because I was mean to him, and when i went up there he was drunk and playing his banthabell and singing 'Ever the Same.'"

[bridge_carson]

"...the song with the earnestness and the weeds?" Bridge asks, wide-eyed.

[auroryborealis]

Rory nodded.

"I was up there when he was singing the part about holding while you're falling apart," she said, covering her teary eyes again.

[mparkerceo]

"Asshole. Pitiful, but still." Parker sighed, hugging Rory's shoulders, and looked at Bridge. "You want to get her other side here?"