«We Could Be Legends»

"And then he's like that."

Finlay immediately took out his phone, happy for the distraction from the sudden violence, and his mother yelling about seeing her parents murdered and about her killing people. Thank God for Bleddyn. His eyes flicked over her text, and he nearly chuffed an audible laugh.
"Sorry, but he's sorta right outside your door. He also just tried to literally kill Toby. There's still pizza left if you can evade him. Um, please get down here. I need someone done here who isn't currently snarling about killing people."
(I love Finlay :lau)
 
Wolfram hardly heard River's words."Whatever. I'm going to check on Bleddyn."He shoved past her, not even caring that she was still blabbering on. He darted up the stairs, going down the hall. There was only one closed door, and he assumed it was the bathroom. Taking a deep breath, he raised a hand, gently knocking in the door."Uh, um...Bleddyn? It's um...Dogsheep. Jessi told me to see if you where alright."
Bleddyn nearly threw her phone at the wall.

Whoever ratted me out has something coming for them.

Instead, she slowly let her legs slide out from under her, lowering her inch by tedious inch until her butt was resting on the floor. The breath she was holding wrestled with her bulging cheeks until it was painstakingly granted the most gradational freedom ever.
I'm not here, I'm not here, I'm not here.
Maybe if she willed her inexistence hard enough, it'd become reality and she'd be no more in this place.
 
Bleddyn nearly threw her phone at the wall.

Whoever ratted me out has something coming for them.

Instead, she slowly let her legs slide out from under her, lowering her inch by tedious inch until her butt was resting on the floor. The breath she was holding wrestled with her bulging cheeks until it was painstakingly granted the most gradational freedom ever.
I'm not here, I'm not here, I'm not here.
Maybe if she willed her inexistence hard enough, it'd become reality and she'd be no more in this place.
Wolfram knocked again, swallowing hard."I know you don't want to talk to me. You don't have to. I just want to know if you're ok. I'm worried about you..."He let his hand rest flat against the door. Seriously?! YOU ARE GIVING YOURSELF AWAY! NO!
 
"And then he's like that."

Finlay immediately took out his phone, happy for the distraction from the sudden violence, and his mother yelling about seeing her parents murdered and about her killing people. Thank God for Bleddyn. His eyes flicked over her text, and he nearly chuffed an audible laugh.
"Sorry, but he's sorta right outside your door. He also just tried to literally kill Toby. There's still pizza left if you can evade him. Um, please get down here. I need someone done here who isn't currently snarling about killing people."
Bleddyn almost suffered a raging aneurism when her phone buzzed to life amidst the precious silence.
Fuming with ire at having been undoubtedly ruined, she read the text through narrowed eyes and typed back the most courteous response she could muster.
"Scrw u."
 
Wolfram knocked again, swallowing hard."I know you don't want to talk to me. You don't have to. I just want to know if you're ok. I'm worried about you..."He let his hand rest flat against the door. Seriously?! YOU ARE GIVING YOURSELF AWAY! NO!
Since her skin was piping hot with rage, of course the sweater's itchiness had increased tenfold.
Bleddyn hauled herself to her feet, rearranging the neckline every millisecond for attempted comfort. But every time she thought she'd succeeded in evading discomfort, a new area would suddenly prove agitating.
If I don't rip this off, face him, and get it over with, I get pizza.
Driven solely by the temptation of flattened bread dough spread with a savory mixture, she wrenched open the door.
"Okay. Here I am. Hi."
 
Since her skin was piping hot with rage, of course the sweater's itchiness had increased tenfold.
Bleddyn hauled herself to her feet, rearranging the neckline every millisecond for attempted comfort. But every time she thought she'd succeeded in evading discomfort, a new area would suddenly prove agitating.
If I don't rip this off, face him, and get it over with, I get pizza.
Driven solely by the temptation of flattened bread dough spread with a savory mixture, she wrenched open the door.
"Okay. Here I am. Hi."
Wolfram jerked back as she suddenly was inches away from him, eyes wide. He expected a punch to the face, but thankfully, Didn't get one."Are you o-"He stopped dead when his gaze reached her."Y-you look pretty in that sweater."He murmured."I mean, UH! I uh, I meant...you look nice, no crap, uh...um I mean you look better." He was mentally slamming himself into the wall. He hated himself for saying that, and winced, bracing himself for a punch or slap.
 
Bleddyn almost suffered a raging aneurism when her phone buzzed to life amidst the precious silence.
Fuming with ire at having been undoubtedly ruined, she read the text through narrowed eyes and typed back the most courteous response she could muster.
"Scrw u."
"You mean screw you. Sorry, OCD. But please. Please get down here right now. Mom is gonna kill someone, Lachlan is acting like he's about to die, Alice is crying, Jessi is highly annoyed, and Toby is unconscious."
 
Wolfram jerked back as she suddenly was inches away from him, eyes wide. He expected a punch to the face, but thankfully, Didn't get one."Are you o-"He stopped dead when his gaze reached her."Y-you look pretty in that sweater."He murmured."I mean, UH! I uh, I meant...you look nice, no crap, uh...um I mean you look better." He was mentally slamming himself into the wall. He hated himself for saying that, and winced, bracing himself for a punch or slap.
"So I'm not the only one who noticed. Isn't it horrible?" Bleddyn didn't move from the doorframe. In fact, her face had yet to contort with the least bit of hositility. Instead, oddly enough, she stood there with a distant look of dazed bliss.
Pizza, pizza, pizza, pizza, pizza, pizza, pizza.
This time when her phone vibrated to life, she just kept torpidly staring in Wolfram's general direction.
 

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