[hr][hr][center][h2][b][color=fff79a]Dj Lawson[/color][/b][/h2]
[img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/1cb821a55d16eb204d96c69fe7ae097a/tumblr_n3sgkvtazV1r3z3gbo1_500.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Grimm HS: Gym
[b]Interacting With:[/b]"Jess" [hr][b]Interaction Tags:[/b][@Charnobylisk][/center][hr]

	Lawson pocketed his wedding ring, letting it roll between his thumb and index finger a bit before letting go. He never thought he would take it off but after the exchange that he and Adelaide had had it seemed only right. He knew he still cared for her but she was right; he cared about her the same way she cared about him. Something along the lines of a friend. He had been holding onto something so long he had mistaken one thing for another. Perhaps he had hoped that when he returned that after thinking she lost him things would be different. That they both could rebuild. Somethings were not to be it seemed. 

	He still did not like the idea of her being with Kai; he still didn't know what had caused them to get back together. All she had said is that they both made mistakes. While he may not have known exactly what Kai's mistakes where, other than letting Adelaide go in the first place, he doubted that the woman that would soon be his ex-wife had made one. Or maybe she had, holding onto him all these years just as he had held onto her. While he didn't like the idea of them together, he hoped for her sake that it worked out. He doubted she could take being let down or let go again. It nearly killed her the last time from what Marc had told him, could she survive it again?

	Stepping into the gym he looked around, everyone seemed to be calmed down. The music was playing and the drinks were being served. People were gossiping and eating and dancing. The decorations he could tell had Adelaide's touch on them. She was always so detailed oriented and he wondered what it all meant. She never seemed to do anything that didn't have a story behind it. He saw the ceiling and how it was covered - perhaps that was to take away from where Simones body had hung prom night. There were tables with the school colors draped over them and little bits of shimmering paper on it. What was that stuff again? He had no idea. There as even a table with images of those that had made a splash during their time in High School. 

	Looking around he spotted Jess. He felt he should at least speak to her. She had helped to calm him down a bit before he was able to speak to Ada. He owed her sometime. Maybe it would be good for him. Someone to talk to, about anything but Ada. Stepping back over to him he smiled lightly, even though it was clear in his eyes he still had a lot to work through in his own head. [color=fff79a]"Well it seems that I shall be entering what is known as the single life Ma'am. Do you mind keeping an old Marine company for a bit? Or do you have some gent you need to get back to?"[/color]


[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia McMillan[/b][/color][/h1]
[img]http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnbpczi3nM1qaorpxo1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] The Gym
[b]Interacting With:[/b][@Salrynn] [@Nallore][/center][hr]

	Cynthia stood there looking around, her eyes dotting from person to person wildly as the music started up. Things were getting a bit crowded in there for her liking. Crowds back at Shady Pines meant trouble, it meant more chances of things going wrong. It meant more chances of blood. Wait, blood wasn't always bad, you could paint a pretty picture with it. It stroked on like paint. Oil, not water color. That was unless the person had blood thinners, then it was just a whitewash mess of pink. That really did nothing for the aesthetic qualities. 

	As Jae spoke her eyes lit up.  [color=f26522]"Poptarts, yes! Bitches love Poptarts. You know how I know? How do you know? Well I know because I love Poptarts. And your a bitch. I am not. Really? Okay, well maybe I was. Was? Yes was. Bitch. Cunt. Yes, Poptarts! Strawberry, I love Starawberry. Too Bad it isn't Forth of July. Why Forth of July? Well because they put out the Strawberry ones with the star sprinkles on them. Oh yeah those are good. Poptarts? Yes Poptarts, what did you think I was talking about? Fireworks? Why Fireworks? Cause of the star sprinkles! Well you can't eat Star Sprinkles if they are Fireworks, they would explode in your mouth. Well Poprocks explode in your mouth. We aren't talking about Poprocks. Well what are we talking about. POPTARTS! Oh yeah..."[/color] she rambled on and on. Cynthia was becoming the female version of Fight Club: The Verbal Version. 

	When Hye told her they could get what she was talking about she threw her arms around her and hugged her tight. She seemed so happy about it. Letting go she giggled manically as she bite her thumb nail and glanced over as Riley came back over to them. [color=f26522]"Hye said I could get gummy bears, and twix, and capri suns, and poptarts! You really think Riley cares? Of course she cares! Hot girls always care! Don't even start, you are still on meds. So?[/color]