[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=f7941d][center]Cleo D'Nile[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][b][color=f7941d]Location:[/color][/b] Ashford Institute.
[color=f7941d] Interacting With:[/color] [@RedVII]Drake.
[color=f7941d] Mention:[/color]
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Cleo had barely had any sleep from the night before, she would’ve expected to at least have a super cool lay in, sleep till stupid o’clock and be stuck explaining why she missed some of her lessons today. But sadly not, she had maybe a couple of hours sleep tops thanks to everything from the night before that is stuck in her mind, eating away at it as if she was simply overthinking everything, maybe she was, but a lot of things happened so fast it could literally have been a blur or her epic imagination, it was only supposed to be a night out getting hammered, not being hammered by a monster and whatever the hell happened afterwards.

One thing that kept on replaying in her mind like a nightmare in her momentary sleep was Uná, the redhead had quite simply scared the living crap out of her. Cleo had spent ages in the shower, longer than normal and got ready, albeit slower than normal, even for her. Her day was spent not really being herself and being reserved for while which included a trip to the nurse simply claiming [color=f7941d][i]‘Her head was pounding stronger than a sailor on shore leave.'[/i][/color] After a little help with that, Cleo during the course of the day did her lesson’s, even checked in on Professor Everose and was partially becoming a normal little mischief as the day went on. 

Cleo had finally made it to the cafeteria to get something to eat, although she was not entirely sure what it was she wanted. One thing that did catch her eye though was Drake sitting at the table alone like he was on another planet all together. A soft smile crept upon her lips though remembering fighting alongside him and Nik, although she probably was not as useful as she thought as a chunk of the fight and road trip she couldn’t remember. Either way, it was nice to see another survivor of the night and decided to go and sit with him. 

[color=f7941d]“What’s up D?”[/color] Cleo spoke up while Sitting down across from Drake, although looking at him for a few moments’ without getting a response from him. Ducking her head down a bit trying to get a look at his face. [color=f7941d]“Uhm earth calling Drake, you okay?”[/color] again without so much as a response again Cleo waved her hands around a bit at him [color=f7941d]“Hellloooo…”[/color] sitting back a moment pouting at him. [color=f7941d]“Hey! Flame on, stop staring a black hole into the bowl and say something, your worrying me.”[/color] Again nothing, thinking a few moments more she had an idea and leaned up across the table, tongue poking out a little as she carefully places a finger at the edge of his bowl of cereal, and slowing start sliding across the table to herself just when the announcement sounded of over the speakers. Cleo let out an audible groan, rolling her eyes back a second, leaning back into her seat. [color=f7941d]“This sucks”[/color] before banging her head on the table to a rather loud thud. [color=f7941d]“…That totally hurt’s more than it should.”[/color] Her voice was a bit muffled for being face down on the table. [/center]