[centre][b][h1][color=tan]Cody Treadwell[/color][/h1][/b]
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[sup][b]Location[/b] Zoè Flores’s house
[b]Interaction with[/b]Aron Brooks (NPC)[/sup][/centre]

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Alone in the house as Zoé and Damien left, Cody turned to Aron, trying to keep himself calm, but… it was hard, knowing something was going on, something almost deadly serious. Who had died? Did they know who it was? If it had been Syleste or Sebastian, someone would have told them by now, of that Cody was certain. Gage, or Cassie, or Miri, or maybe all through would have texted or called… and there was nothing on his phone. Sighing softly, he tried to calm himself by focusing on Aron… but...

He turned away, walking down the hallway, shaking slightly. He went through the motions of locking the place up, although he suspected a locked door wouldn’t do much against anyone, let alone the wolf that had attacked them. He just had to hope that they were safe enough… it gave him something to do as he checked the doors, and windows, a rhythmic task that let him focus, if only slightly. 

He stopped out the window, waiting a moment or two, to see if maybe Zoé was coming back, knowing he was being childish, but… he was worried, more than a little scared, and freaked out. He looked to Aron silently, wanting to comfort him… he’d loved … or thought he’d loved Aron for years… and he didn’t want him to be, well, feeling like Cody was now. Yet it seemed wrong to try and give him comfort, when someone was hurt… when their friends were hurt… it seemed wrong to be okay, when others weren’t, because of the same thing… 

[color=tan]”I’m sorry… “[/color] he said softly to Aron, who didn’t seem to see that anything was truly amiss with him. Which only served to make things worse. Turning away from Aron, he retreated to the living room, sighing and sitting on the couch, checking his phone again. When Aron joined him, he looked up, and managed a smile, reaching out for him. If their friends had been hurt, or harmed, Cody was sure that by now someone would have contacted them. So… things were okay with their friends… 

He pulled Aron into his arms, and leaned against him, still worried… but letting himself enjoy Aron’s warmth, and his soothing scent as it washed over him. Whatever was going on, they were sure to know soon enough, wouldn’t they? There was no use trying to figure out what had happened… Cody was sure that if it had had anything to do with any of their friends, then Zoé would have said something, if only to ease their minds. He lay his head on Aron’s shoulder, trying to still his rapidly thinking mind, finally sighing, he rose once more, searching the house until he returned with a notepad and pencil, settling back down beside Aron, using him to lean against, tilting his head to look at him for a moment, and smiling. 

If he acted like he was at ease, then…. Maybe he could stop from freak out. Settled, or at least as close to it as seemed possible right then, Cody stared at the blank lined page in front of him a moment, thinking, before he started to write.