(OPEN) Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore!

[piercingshadow]

Characters: piercingshadow and You
Location: Courtyard
Date & Time: July 6th, 1:40 p.m. or so
Warnings: Possible crude language and violent speech.
Summary: Despite having sorted things out with Suzaku via a not private conversation, Adela is still in a relatively bad mood over a certain rumour that's being spread about her. Care to pester her for the juicy

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[bayoeeen]

On this fine Wednesday afternoon, Arle decided to write her ideas outside while the weather was well. However she overheard her roommate's words, apparently still grumpy as she last saw her this morning.

Without asking permission, Arle took a seat next to the redhead, "well that's the thing about rumors, it'll be like finding a needle in a haystack to find the one who spread the rumor"

[piercingshadow]

Normally she would have told Arle to go away. But, surprisingly, Adela seemed to tolerate her roommate sitting there and put down her fork for the moment, crossing her arms over her chest and glancing away, "It still pisses me off."

[bayoeeen]

Arle sets her book and pen aside, then turned her direction back to Adela, "well Suzaku isn't skipping in joy either."

[piercingshadow]

"Why the hell would he," She grumbled, still refusing to make eye-contact with Arle for the time being.

[a_digital_witch]

Hey, there's that blonde upperclassman that seems to know everything going on in the courtyard and Adela decided to sit right underneath the tree she was sitting in. Marisa watched the younger girl for a moment before sliding her headphones off. That's when she caught those few words.

"Is it because it's being spread at all... or because it's true?"

[piercingshadow]

"Go the hell away, Marisa," She growled out before going back to finishing her lunch. She didn't honestly think that just telling the older student to leave would work, but she really wasn't in the mood to put up with any crap.

[a_digital_witch]

Nope. Not going to work. Telling Marisa to do anything tended to backfire.

"I was here first, ze. Deal with it."

[piercingshadow]

She scoffed before she started to pack up her lunch, obviously with full intent of just leaving herself. Apparently she wanted to avoid answering the question.