'Get up, we're going'?

That's it? That's all he had to say? Someone had just died in from of them, one of her friends, at that, and that was all he could say?

Who the hell did he think he was?

Haruka's sadness turned, simmering into anger. It was a blind anger, but in the absence of a justified target for her anger she chose to directed it at the other boy.

To that end, she brought her open hand crashing against his cheek.

"I'm not going anywhere with you!"

Then she turned and jogged out of the world. She was barely aware enough to avoid any puddles on the way out.

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[b]Saturday, April 11th, 12:16AM - Graphite Gardens[/b]

A low hum begins to permeate the area. With no other source of ambient noise, though, the hum is readily apparent. The hum roughens into white noise.

The girl's face changes to one of shock and horror and, grabbing the two teens in front of her by their shirts, she pulls them into the flowerbed. The flowers are tall enough that if one were to crouch, they would be relatively obscured from outside the flowerbed.

The girl cowers, covering her ears.