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[color=crimson]TIME[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Evening[/color]
[color=crimson]INTERACTING WITH[/color] ⤑ Arthur [Boyfriend], Alyssa [Friend]
[color=crimson]FEELING[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Nauseous[/color]
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Gigi watched the movie, slightly amused, although the gore wasn't as much as she would have hoped. When a particular scream happened, she felt Alexander jump, and she slowly turned her head towards him, though he came a lot closer than expected. It looked like he was cold. Well, that's what he said, but for the first time, Gigi recognized this social cue. Alyssa wasn't a fan of horror movies, either, and the way Alexander jumped reminded her of how she acted. It was pretty cute if she was being honest, though he surprised her by getting so close. He was warm, and being this close she caught a scent that she enjoyed. Sugar? Was he baking? It was something sweet, but she had no idea what it was. The smell went away somewhat as he pulled the blanket up to his nose, inadvertently forcing her to shift herself a little closer to him. Figuring that he was going to turn out just like Alyssa the scaredy cat and not really wanting him to jump on top of her unexpectedly, Gigi got as close as possible to Alexander without getting on top of him. Her hand searched for his arm under the blanket, tracing down to his hand. She felt him gripping a pillow, and she let out a sigh as she looked at him, raising an eyebrow. "[color=orangered]You'll feel better if you hold my hand,[/color]" She told him bluntly before looking back at the movie.


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Helene didn't want to go home, but Terrance insisted on taking her. Why would he say she didn't want to see him? If only she could actually voice her thoughts, but the words wouldn't come. Terrance's hand with hers felt so right, she wanted to stop him and tell him she was sorry for being stupid, sorry for flirting with Isaac, and beg him to make her his. But nothing came. He had to drag her to his car, probably for the better. She didn't even realize how short the ride to her house was, though the irony of coming to her house from the beach on the verge of a breakdown twice in a row was too much. For some reason she just watched his car drive off, and she found herself angry again. Why couldn't she be honest with him? Why did she have to push him away? The hurricane of emotions threatened to take her under again, and she resigned herself to her anger once again. She needed a fucking drink.

As she opened the door to her house, she heard a low, repetitive beep. But she was so unfocused it took her a moment to look for the source, and she spotted the security panel blinking a red light and beeping at her. Someone was in her house. Every hair seemed to stand as Helene's eyes widened, and she looked around nervously. Nervous hands fumbled through the entrance closet, pulling out a handgun, and she carefully stepped into the kitchen. Inhaling sharply, she raised her gun as she looked around. As she turned the corner, a hand grabbed her arm, and without waiting, she pulled the trigger. The shot rang out, deterring her attacker, and she aimed at him, shooting. The bullet went into his shoulder, although another came from behind and grabbed her wrists. Her finger squeezed the trigger, firing several shots as they struggled, though the man managed to get it out of her grasp.

This was it. This was going to be how she died. She found herself relatively at peace with the idea, glad she didn't tell Terrance anything. With how they left off, he wouldn't miss her, at least. She found herself wishing she could've seen her friends again one more time, but at least she could go with the fact that Gigi wouldn't get hurt defending her. Holding her steady, the man forced her onto her knees, one hand grasping her hands behind her back and the other yanking her hair so she was forced to look up. The other guy she had injured picked up the gun she had, and Helene watched him, feeling her heart beating faster, though she closed her eyes.

This was it. Oh well.

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Alyssa crossed her arms and hung back slightly, watching Arthur carefully. It looked like he was just as shocked as she was. Eva looked so out of place in a hospital bed, but she remembered Helene telling her that Eva wasn't a stranger to any medical facility. It was one thing to know about, however, and another to see her there entirely. Arthur immediately pulled up a seat, probably resigning herself to staying at Eva's side until she woke up. He was tense, but guilt was written all over his face. Was he blaming himself? She didn't want to touch him just in case he would take it the wrong way, but Alyssa knelt down next to Arthur. He wouldn't take his eyes off Eva, and Alyssa knew she had to tell him what little she knew. "[color=orange]I know you won't believe me, but what happened tonight--this isn't your fault,[/color]" She told him, trying to empathize with him. "[color=orange]I don't think she mentioned it at all to you, but she has some health problems. Normally it doesn't affect her day to day, but once in a while her symptoms just come and hit her all at once,[/color]" She tried to explain it to him the best she could. "[color=orange]I know for a fact she's anemic, she must have been feeling weak already when she got Marshall's phone call. I'm just wondering what he said that sent her into shock...[/color]" She admitted, following Arthur's gaze to her sleeping form. 

Her voice trailed off as she heard a quiet groan, and Alyssa stood up as she noticed Eva stirring. Slowly opening her eyes, Eva winced slightly, her unencumbered hand moving slowly to her head. They weren't in Alyssa's house anymore? She looked to her side and saw Arthur and Alyssa, and as she looked around, she realized where she was. She let out a groan, her head hurting, though she smiled at Arthur. "[color=pink]I must have...passed out...[/color]" She said slowly, trying to remember what happened. Her smile slowly faded as she remembered Marshall's call, and for a moment she thought she was going to faint again. 

A knock on the door caught her attention, and to her surprise, Dr. Galen walked in. He was an older gentleman, wrinkly with a stern face and gray hair. Still, he was rather sprightly, moving just as quickly as anyone else, and he stopped before Eva's bed, looking at the two strangers. "[b]Good evening, I'm Dr. Galen, I'll be your attending doctor tonight,[/b]" He introduced himself to Arthur and Alyssa, though he looked back at Eva. "[b]It looks like despite our followup the other day you ended up here anyway. Tell me what happened.[/b]"

Eva's eyes darted to Arthur and Alyssa for a moment, though she figured they'd find out anyway. "[color=pink]...I just found out my mother died,[/color]" She replied quietly. Alyssa actually took a step back in shock, completely surprised. "[color=pink]I guess the shock got to me, I don't remember what happened...[/color]"

"[b]You fainted and hit your head. Your 'sister' and fiancée brought you here, and considering the results I got, I'd make sure to be very kind to them,[/b]" He seemed to have already known what had happened, though Alyssa smiled sheepishly as he called out her bluff. "[b]It's alright, I've known Evangeline for quite some time. I'm sorry for your loss, but as Evelyn was a source of your stress, the silver lining is that you'll be considerably less stressed going forward. I wasn't aware you were engaged, however, so that makes my job a little easier.[/b]"

Fiancée? Engaged? Eva's cheeks turned pink as she looked at Arthur, though she looked away just as quickly. Was that why he was here? He said he was her fiancée? It actually made her feel really nice to see that he would go so far for her. Did that mean that he thought that far ahead? She definitely felt guilty, she honestly hadn't thought about their future like that. Something about what Dr. Galen said caught her attention, though. "[color=pink]Wait, what do you mean?[/color]" She asked him, confused.

He looked at Alyssa for a moment. "[b]What I'm about to say is a little sensitive, if you could just leave the room for a bit, Miss,[/b]" Dr. Galen told Alyssa. She nodded and complied, and once she left the room, he continued, "[b]Your iron levels have dipped dangerously low, causing some arrhythmia, but I can't give you your usual medication because of something that came up during your blood work.[/b]" At this point he was speaking to both Eva and Arthur, and Eva couldn't help but get nervous. Why was he addressing Arthur? Of course, his next statement was why: "[b]It looks like you're pregnant.[/b]" If Eva had any color in her face, it definitely left with that statement. Pregnant?! What?! How--wait she knew how, but this was such a shock that now she felt she was definitely going to pass out again. Her eyes widened considerably, and she nervously looked at Arthur, waiting for his reaction.

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