[right][sub][color=crimson]LOCATION[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Library -> Auditorium Dressing Room[/color]
[color=crimson]TIME[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Afternoon[/color]
[color=crimson]INTERACTING WITH[/color] ⤑ Arthur [???]
[color=crimson]FEELING[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Nervous and angry.[/color]
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Of course Terrance was shocked. She was probably coming out of nowhere to him. Paying attention to his words and movements, Helene was very cautious. Not that she thought he would attack her or anything, but one never knows. At the mention of her father, Helene stiffened slightly. That asshole was the very last thing she wanted to talk about. Of course, it turned out to be a joke, and then Terrance said exactly what she wanted to hear: a get-together with Jacob. So Gigi was right after all, and for just a second, Helene wondered just how Terrance was connected to him. No, that didn't matter, it wasn't any of her business. The relief seemed to wash over her, though, and at the very least she could tell Gigi she was successful. Shit, wait, Gigi. Would it be too much to bring her along, or was it better if she went alone?

Those thoughts seemed to fly away in the distance when Terrance approached her, however, and he mentioned his own intentions. Wow, even with a vague text, he probably thought she had wanted to do one of their meetups. Not that the thought hadn't occurred to her, she just prepared herself for the worst. Helene couldn't quite hide her amused smile, raising an eyebrow at him. "[color=lightsalmon]Terrance, I'm dangerous,[/color]" She teased, placing her hands on his shoulders as she studied his face. Even if it was a joke, she wanted to be sure. "[color=lightsalmon]Are you sure about this?[/color]"

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Those blue eyes of Arthur's were dangerous, but Gigi was just as dangerous as he was. Of course, they weren't going to start anything, and after her statement he mentioned she wanted to talk. About what, who knew, and it wasn't supposed to be any of her business. Of course, Gigi knew Eva well, so she remained silent, watching as Arthur turned on his heel to go find her. She shook her head as she watched Arthur. Emotions were definitely dangerous, and despite the glare he gave her, he was putting everything on the line for Eva. How troublesome, she thought to herself, but maybe she was in the same boat. She wasn't nearly as emotional as Arthur, keeping herself under wraps, but without her friends around, she felt solitude didn't fit her. Maybe she didn't have a place to judge Arthur, after all.

Of course, Alexander popped up with his greeting, and Gigi looked at him. Right, the texts. He probably saw it as an opportunity to speak with her. Her eyes flickered briefly to Jacob, who had perked up considerably. She made a mental note to check in on Alyssa later, and gave her attention back to Alexander. She let out a sigh in response, shuffling her weight from one leg to the other. "[color=orangered]It was fine,[/color]" Her reply was short as usual, but she lingered. She wanted to walk away, but the prospect of being alone for lunch wasn't appealing. She looked at Alexander from the corner of her eye, in disbelief that she'd rather not be alone, and let out another sigh as she decided to take a chance. "[color=orangered]Mind if I join you?[/color]" She mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

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Being dismissed, Eva felt her heart racing as she decided she needed to find Arthur. Pushing the library door open, Eva ran forward without looking and ended up crashing into someone, stumbling back. "[color=pink]I-I'm so sorry--[/color]" She immediately apologized, though she let out a small gasp as she saw it was Arthur himself. The previous happiness she usually experienced when seeing him was clouded with doubt and anger, and she had to take a second to calm herself down. "[color=pink]We--I need to talk to you, come with me,[/color]" She told him, taking his hand in hers. For just a moment, that familiar warmth was almost enough to make her forget everything Isabelle said, but the uneasiness she had wouldn't budge. She led him back towards the auditorium, pulling out a small, silver key out of her pocket as she led him to one of the dressing rooms. Students weren't supposed to be in there without supervision, but Eva's constant practice led to her being gifted one of the keys. 

Unlocking one of the rooms, Eva motioned for Arthur to enter with her. As soon as they were in, she closed the door behind them. She whirled around facing him. "[color=pink]I need to know something,[/color]" She began, Isabelle's words plaguing her. "[color=pink]Am I...am I just a fling?[/color]" God, just asking was killing her, and while she should have left it at that and let him answer, her emotions seemed to take the reins. "[color=pink]If you're just using me, if there's nothing between us, I deserve to know. I can't keep going without knowing, and--and it's fine if it is, but I...I don't want to be used for some sort of petty revenge! I'm not a tool to be used and thrown away when anyone pleases![/color]" Her burst of anger subsided almost immediately, and she ended up covering her face with her hands in shame. "[color=pink]It's not fair...I gave you everything because I've been in love with you for so long...I thought that maybe you felt the same...[/color]" She tried to control herself, but she couldn't stop.

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