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"You don't have to ask /me/." "...Lance, you go do that, calm down a little, while I rip his head off." "I answered a question. You can't blame me for that." "/Watch me/."

2015-10-18 10:12:08

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Lance slipped past them and moved to his room.

2015-10-18 10:13:25

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The next morning, too scared to go past Lance's room and leave, much less leave Ivory alone, Ren woke up curled in a ball on her floor.

2015-10-18 10:21:16

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Ivory shifted, and groaned. Well, at least she didn't feel /as/ sick as she usually did. Still hungover, but less like death. She looked over and saw Ren on her floor. "...Hey." She tiredly greeted.

2015-10-18 10:22:45

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They sat up and rubbed their eyes. "..hhhii....Lance is really scary..."

2015-10-18 10:24:24

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She shifted onto her side. "Yeah, he can be sometimes."

2015-10-18 10:25:20

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".......is he gonna kill meeee?" They seemed genuinely scared of this outcome.

2015-10-18 10:26:02

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She shook her head slowly. "No. He's not going to kill. I won't let him even if he wanted to."

2015-10-18 10:26:39

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"He sure seemed like it....you feeling better?"

2015-10-18 10:27:23

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"Mmmm, not really but, it'll pass....You don't have to lay on the floor, you know. That looks uncomfortable." She shifted to make room for them on the bed.

2015-10-18 10:28:18

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"I sleep here all the time, it's not /that/ bad...besides, I didn't want to bother you while you slept it off." They got up and plopped down on the mattress.

2015-10-18 10:29:23

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"That can't be good for you. At all."

2015-10-18 10:30:21

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"Weeell, usually I have blankets 'n stuff too, but at least it's flat."

2015-10-18 10:30:54

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"But it's the ground. That must cause some form of pain eventually."

2015-10-18 10:31:41

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"Not really. You have a nice carpet."

2015-10-18 10:32:33

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"That I do. I like carpet that I can dig my toes into." What she didn't like is this headache.

2015-10-18 10:33:25

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They rolled onto their stomach and propped themselves up on their elbows. "....soooo...what happened last night? You make up with Zane, huh?" They wiggled their eyebrows.

2015-10-18 10:34:12

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Oh. They felt that? Ahem. Well then. That's...not exactly what happened. "No. Zane hasn't spoken to me in almost a month."

2015-10-18 10:35:32

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They shot up and stayed there. "/What/?? Really? Then what happened?"

2015-10-18 10:36:06

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Well...uhm...how could she explain this? "...Well..." She brushed her hair aside to expose the bite mark that was in the middle of a hickey on her neck.

2015-10-18 10:38:21

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They sat straight up. "Ohmygoddidsomeone/bite/youyoufedintimerightwhoattackedyouI'llkillthem!"

2015-10-18 10:39:09

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Woah. Woah. Woah! She was too hungover to keep up. She winced at the escalation of their voice. "Please, slow down and repeat that."

2015-10-18 10:40:45

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"Who bit you, who'd you have to feed off of, and who do I kill?!"

2015-10-18 10:41:30

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"It...wasn't /exactly/ that kind of situation."

2015-10-18 10:42:17

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"What?? What else could've happened?"

2015-10-18 10:42:34