[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b] The Kitchen -- First Floor [/color][/center][hr][hr]

Antoinette finished her float while they waited for Lance’s return text. In the next room though there was a lot of shouting and then a loud crash, like glass breaking. They all heard it but Dean was the only one to move. He didn’t give many parting words, saying he would consider this movie if Lance was okay with it and before he was gone. Something flashed through Antoinette and her stomach turned uncomfortably. She recognized the feeling as her purple eye brightened in colour. She watched Dean race from the room before looking at Carolina. 
[color=#DDA0DD]”Something’s wrong with Dean,”[/color] she said firmly. In fact there was a heavy setting over the whole school now. 
Antoinette’s phone chimed and she looked down at Lance’s response. 
[color=#DDA0DD]”He’s fine with it,”[/color] she said but was far less excited in the moment. Antoinette watched the door, unsure if she wanted to venture out of the kitchen now.