Room 212, Tuesday Afternoon (After 4th Period)

[boneyard_girl]

Pretty much the moment after class was done, Ada had absconded with Dante. Neither of them had said much on the way back to the dorms, but, well, Ada was generally comfortable with silence, and neither of them had really needed to say anything

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[rebelseekspizza]

"Soda's good," Dante said. He shrugged off his coat. It felt like a weight on his shoulders. It was better served on the floor.

He was fine, truly, by some value of fine that had bled the good humor right out of him and had left the spectre of worry - about Kathy, yeah, but also about all the shit Max had said about him - in his eyes, no matter how hard he was trying to put it off.

[rebelseekspizza]

"A couple of 'em," Dante said. He took a sip of his newly alcoholic soda. It did burn on the way down, but it was the kind he liked. "One kept trying to enable whatever bullshit she was pulling 'cause he has a thing for her, one tried to run out, and the third is a bag of sleaze who fuckin' stalked me."

Serious to fuck, Max. You were the worst.

[boneyard_girl]

"Stalking? Seriously?" Ada almost dropped her soda on her bed. "Are you okay?"

Yes, Dante could take care of himself. But having been stalked (and subsequently abducted), Ada knew it wasn't exactly a fun experience.

[rebelseekspizza]

"I'm fine," Dante said, almost absently. "Punched him in the nose, he took off and took his creepy-ass demon shit with him."

[boneyard_girl]

"While 'm glad you smashed his face in, 'm gonna need you to start over from the beginning," Ada said. "What the hell happened?!?"

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante shrugged. "I went clubbing in LA." Because he'd been trying to get his mind off of the bullshit crap with Kathy. "He showed up. Started talking some shit about seeing-- it doesn't really matter."

Sure.

"Anyway, started talking some shit about dragging Kathy around to fight 'real evil', so I got sick of it and punched him."

[boneyard_girl]

"About seeing creepy-ass demon shit?" she guessed. Because yes, she'd caught that part the first time.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Might've been some weird shit going on with me before," Dante said, after a long pause. "It doesn't matter."

There wasn't nearly enough orange soda-booze in his can to deal with this, but he was gonna try and find the bottom anyway.

[boneyard_girl]

"If he upset you, it matters," she said softly, almost under her breath.

But she knew how much she hated it when people pushed at her raw parts, so she got off her bed to grab him another soda. "...do ya think he caused the zombies, if'n he doesn't think they're 'real evil' or whatever?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"Nah, he's just a douchebag," Dante said. He tilted the can, just to make sure he hadn't missed any. "Enslaved a demon in a fucking amulet, can you believe it?"

[boneyard_girl]

Ada just stopped and stared at Dante. Then:

"Who DOES that?!?!"

Because THAT didn't have 'Worst Idea Ever' written across it in neon letters or anything.

[rebelseekspizza]

"A fucking idiot," Dante said. "Who's going to get his ass beat by something way meaner than me."

[boneyard_girl]

"Sounds like he'll deserve it," she replied, shaking her head. "That's what they consider a 'hero?' Really?"

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante let out a soft snort. "Yeah," he said. "They're fucked. Thought for a second maybe he had some idea of what was going on with me, but... he was just a dickhead."

Keep telling yourself that hard enough, Dante, it might stick.

[boneyard_girl]

"What's going on with you," she said, sitting down next to him and handing over the unopened soda, "--is that you haven't had enough sugar and bad carnie gin yet to deal with the fact you went all the way to an LA on the verge of a zombie outbreak, and didn't even get to have fun at the club."

"I just wish I'd seen you punch him in th' face."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante took the can and flashed her the quickest hint of a grin; he appreciated it. "It felt pretty good," he said, popping open the lid. "So that wasn't all doom and gloom."