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[color=crimson]TIME[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Evening[/color]
[color=crimson]INTERACTING WITH[/color] ⤑ Arthur [Crush]
[color=crimson]FEELING[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Hopeful.[/color]
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She was in his room.

[i]She[/i] was in [i]his[/i] room.

Evangeline Esperanza was in Arthur Myles' bedroom. Was this how Arthur had felt in her room? Nervous and excited? Looking around, she was surprised to find it was very clean. It was a bit of a relief, she disliked messes and knew how messy most guys were. She hadn't the slightest idea what to expect as she looked around. He seemed to be a fan of some bands, none that she recognized, but she believed music to be a great interest to have. Though what really caught her interest was the guitar, her eyes livening up as she spotted it. She watched him put away some things on his desk, and it took her a moment to realize she had been standing in the same spot. He presented her with one of his shirts, stating, "[color=dodgerblue]I can grab my sister’s clothes for you in the morning… For now, you can wear this to sleep.[/color]" She nodded, taking it appreciatively, though noticed his hesitation. "[color=dodgerblue]U-Unless you…[/color]" What did he mean by that? She looked at him quizzically, though he didn't continue, instead he went to nurse his wound.

As he began to bandage his hand, she figured now was as good a time as ever to change. She prayed her heart would be steady as she undressed, starting with her fumbling with her shorts. Why was she still so nervous around him? What did she think was going to happen? Maybe it was specifically not knowing what she was going to do that worried her. She should've been enjoying the moment, but her thoughts were elsewhere. As she pulled his shirt on her, she felt a little sheepish. Most of the material pooled on her hips, and she ended up having to pull it down for it to properly cover her. And by cover, it barely did; she was pretty sure if she moved the wrong way or bent over, he'd see everything. But he already saw everything. So why was she so nervous about it?! Maybe it was the role reversal? Her phone buzzed again, distracting her from her thoughts, and she took a look at it. [color=crimson][I]I heard what happened. I know you won't come back, but please let me know if you're safe.[/I][/color] Marshall had texted her, and for a second, she felt her temper rise slightly. It was probably her mother's 'suggestion' to get her to reveal where she was, considering Marshall hated texting and would rather leave voicemails. Against her better judgment, she decided to give him a phone call, preparing herself. "[color=palevioletred]Where are you?[/color]" Came her mother's voice rather predictably. 

Eva didn't respond, choosing to end the call and dropping her phone on her folded clothes. Walking over to Arthur's bed, she turned around and let herself fall backwards on it, staring at the ceiling. "[color=pink]I can't believe I'm here right now,[/color]" She admitted out loud, propping herself on her elbows to look at Arthur. "[color=pink]I guess tomorrow I'll have to go apartment hunting. Your parents can't be okay with me staying here, can they?[/color]"

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As Helene's phone lit up, her eyes scanned Terrance's text. This had to be the first and only time getting the green light was actually the result she didn't want. Her eyes flickered to Gigi, who was staring at her intently. Letting out a sigh, she picked herself up and dusted her skirt off. Gigi did the same, though she looked over towards the bedroom, where Alyssa came out, rubbing her eyes. Their horsing around might've woken her up, but the brunette just stood there, looking absolutely miserable. Her heart broke seeing her friend so distressed, but she had to remain steady. Walking over to Alyssa, she placed her hand on her shoulder comfortingly. 

"[color=lightsalmon]I have to go somewhere, but if you're hungry, there's stuff in the kitchen,[/color]" She said gently. "[color=lightsalmon]You can stay here or go home, whatever you want, okay?[/color]"

Gigi turned away from them for a moment, though as Alyssa nodded, she ended up accompanying Helene to the garage. Before she got into her car, Gigi blocked her with her arm, catching her attention. "[color=orangered]I think you should expect the worst,[/color]" She said, pulling her weapon out of her waistband and offering it to her. "[color=orangered]Just in case.[/color]"

Helene's eyes widened, though she shook her head. "[color=lightsalmon]I'm not going to shoot him. It won't come to that,[/color]" She insisted, pushing Gigi's gun back to her. "[color=lightsalmon]If I don't think I can get him to talk, I'm not going to press on it.[/color]"

"[color=orangered]Fine,[/color]" She removed her arm, and Helene got into the car. Oh, she loved that new car smell. Giving Gigi a wink, she opened the garage door and sped off. The leather felt good against her thighs, and she leaned back comfortably. The ride was so smooth, she wondered how much Ariadne dropped for this car. She knew absolutely nothing about cars, often going with whatever other people suggested, though it occurred to her that maybe Terrance would notice it not being her old car. He did know her car went missing. Tapping the steering wheel, she figured she could just lie. Pressing on the wheel, she loved how fast she went, letting out a girlish giggle as she approached his house. Figuring she'd just wait for him, she decided to text Eva to see if Arthur ever got to her.

[I][color=pink]Sorry about that. Arthur came and picked me up. Mom kicked me out so...I'll figure something out in the morning.[/color][/I] Eva's apology came relatively quickly.

Helene raised an eyebrow at that. Hmm, likely Evelyn found out about their afternoon session. [I][color=lightsalmon]Seriously? Lame asf. Let me know if I can do anything to help.[/color][/I] As soon as she sent it, she forgot to ask where Eva was now. [I][color=lightsalmon]Where are you staying tonight?[/color][/I]

[I][color=pink]With Arthur.[/color][/I]

[I][color=lightsalmon]No I mean where are you going to sleep tonight?[/color][/I]

[I][color=pink]With Arthur. In his room.[/color][/I]

"[color=lightsalmon]WHAT?![/color]" Helene yelled in surprise, though Terrance's car pulled up. [I][color=lightsalmon]Well, well, well...try to keep it quiet if you decide to go at it ;)[/color][/I] She snickered as she sent the text, though she climbed out of her car, practically bouncing as she reached Terrance. "[color=lightsalmon]Your boy's got guts![/color]" She giggled madly, lowering her voice as she dropped the news to him. "[color=lightsalmon]He brought Eva to his house! Can you believe that?![/color]"

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Gigi reentered the house, finding Alyssa sitting on the couch. She looked like she was watching TV, but her mind was clearly somewhere else. Helene was no long around; Gigi had to be the compassionate one. Which considering her repressed emotions, it was going to be [I]very[/I] difficult. Slowly sitting down, she leaned back into the couch, trying to see what Alyssa was watching. Of course it was a television drama playing, the guy sobbing as his poor wife died from being too young and pretty. Why the hell did those shows always have the same stories? Gigi tried to ignore the show, looking at Alyssa, but her face was just...sad.

"[color=orangered]Hungry?[/color]" She decided to ask.

"[color=orange]No.[/color]"

"[color=orangered]Thirsty?[/color]"

"[color=orange]No.[/color]"

Well, there were all the conversation points Gigi could come up with. Wiping her brow, she turned to Alyssa, who looked at her warily. Ugh. Why did she have to look at her like that? "[color=orangered]Thinking of Jacob?[/color]" She asked, deciding to get right to the point.

Alyssa nodded, closing her eyes for a moment. "[color=orange]He said he loves me,[/color]" She murmured. "[color=orange]But it's...it's just not a good idea.[/color]"

What an understatement. "[color=orangered]It's for the best,[/color]" She agreed.

The pair sat in silence for a moment. In the show, the dead wife's twin sister was trying to romance the husband, claiming she had always loved him since that one time they went out in high school but broke up when she wouldn't give him any. Where the hell did they come up with these ideas? It was so stupid. "[color=orange]I can't stop thinking about him, though...[/color]" Alyssa sighed.

She had to change the subject somehow. Clearing her throat, she tried to think of what Helene or Eva would do. Helene would say something funny, and Eva would be more comforting. She was neither funny nor caring. Awesome. Lord have mercy, this was stressful. "[color=orangered]I...uh, messaged Alexander,[/color]" She said, shrugging.

"[color=orange]You actually messaged him back?[/color]" Alyssa asked, completely surprised.

"[color=orangered]Helene did. Likely as a prank from Terrance,[/color]" Gigi didn't seem amused at all, though she caught the look on Alyssa's face. "[color=orangered]What is it?[/color]"

"[color=orange]Can you...ask him how Jacob's doing?[/color]" Alyssa asked, scratching her arm.

And her plan to change the subject completely failed. Oh God, what a dilemma. On one hand, further antagonizing Alyssa could go horribly wrong. On the other hand, giving Alexander another reply could possibly cause his head to explode from the excitement. Gigi accidentally made eye contact with Alyssa, who looked worse than a kicked dog, and let out a low, nearly inaudible groan. There was no fighting it, she couldn't bring herself to say no. Bringing out her phone, she reluctantly typed out the message: [I][color=orangered]How is your friend Jacob?[/color][/I] But she hesitated, her thumb hovering over the send button. After a few seconds, she finally placed her thumb down, sinking into the couch. "[color=orangered]I'm...sure he'll reply right away...[/color]"

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