[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#cc33ff][center]Guinevere Stark[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s9.postimg.cc/6g2snw67z/teen_guin1_1.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr]	Guin nodded, hugging her father back. Had it been a different scenario, she would've pointed out that rumors of drug use didn't mean she was doing drugs. Someone could easily start a rumor just with the intent of getting her in trouble for something she didn't do. Yet given that Tony [i]wasn't[/i] sending her off to rehab or grounding her or anything, she figured she ought to just be content with the outcome she had received. Content was the wrong word, however. She felt numb and depressed at the same time, just sitting on the couch as tears welled up in her eyes and eventually became too much, spilling over the edge and falling freely. 

	She glanced at Lance, trying to think of some sassy remark to say but she was at her emotional limit. She frowned when she saw his black eye but she was already in tears and somehow, seeing Lance just made her cry even more. Part of her brain told her to go do drugs to calm down, but her father had just taken away her entire stash. There wasn't much she could do about that, short of going out and replenishing the supply now - and she [i]really[/i] didn't want him to send her to rehab again. It had been a horrible experience. [color=#cc33ff]"Hey Lando..."[/color] she said softly, her voice shaking.