Cedar Rapids, Iowa | Sunday | November 20

[fratboybitch]

It took Alex awhile to actually surface after the latest round of shit that had gone on for him. He'd taken to ignoring his phone (sorry, Emma) and concentrating on what was right in front of him so he wouldn't go fucking insane. It had...sort of worked. Things had gotten rougher (of course), his mom had pinballed from one extreme to another and

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[icecoldfrost]

After her conversation with Rose at Homecoming, like hell Emma let one ignored text deter her. She was just going to pester him until he actually replied, or until she lost her patience, grabbed Rosebud, and went out there to shake him.

fuck thanksgiving, The text that she sent stated. come keep me company and get wasted, or hathaway and I will come find you.

[fratboybitch]

He vaguely heard his phone beeping from the spot it had landed in the grass. And, for a few seconds, he thought about ignoring but then he realized it could be Aaron or Amber so he pushed himself up and snagged the phone.

The fact that it was Emma was a relief (she wasn't gone) but the fact that it wasn't Aaron or Amber made his heart feel like it was in a cold, cold vice.

i can't come keep you company. At least he responded, right? bad day for it.

[icecoldfrost]

fine, we'll come out there for the weekend, she replied, before realizing she should, you know, actually ASK Rose. Or, shockingly, Alex. Details. or at least I will.

don't exactly want to stick around the campus ghost-town. what's up with you?

[fratboybitch]

everyone gone for thanksgiving? Alex wrote back, settling back down on his steps and blinking at what...looked like some blackness etched against the orange sky off in the distance.