Paige stood up. "That's all I wanted to know. Thanks for telling me." She turned to leave.
(I might disappear soon)
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(Alright)
Vaughn nodded and watched her before speaking up. “Have a nice evening.”
"Thanks I guess…you too." Paige smiled slightly as she shut the door behind her. She immediately looked both ways to check if any guards were there. It's clear for now….
(okay now I have to go bye!)
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(Seeyah!)
Vaughn exhaled sharply and changed again into something more casual and comfortable. He climbed into bed, laying on his stomach, half hugging onto a pillow as he did so.
(Hello, good morning mortals and….. not mortals?)
(morning!)
(Morning.)
(Hi!)
Paige chuckled to herself. I am so not letting him live that down… She thought as she carefully crept into the next hallway.
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Vaughn eventually forced himself to get up. He felt dehydrated and hungry. He felt like he wanted a second dose of his medication, but the nurses wouldn’t allow that. Only one dosage a day. He scoffed when thinking about it and changed into his normal uniform before slipping out of his room, heading down to the cafeteria. Once he got there, he grabbed a water bottle, standing near a wall as he drank a good amount of it quickly.
Eventually, Paige made her way to the cafeteria. I got lucky. Those guards are terrible at their jobs. She saw that the group was still there, and that Vaughn had made his way back. How did he get here before me?
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Vaughn noticed Paige walk in, but quickly glanced away. He could easily assume things would be uncomfortable because of what happened in the dorms. He simply concentrated on a certain spot one the floor as he took another drink of the water.
Paige noticed Vaughn avoiding making eye contact with her. Yeah, that's probably for the best… She made her way over to the rest of the group at the large table in the back. "So, did anything happen while I was gone?"
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Vaughn stayed where he was, silently listening to their conversation. Occasionally he would wipe a bit of blood from his lip and onto the back of his hand, it stinging.
(Hi)
(heyo)
(HI!)
(Hola)
Sacia strolled down the hall, heading back towards her room. It was getting late, and as much fun as it was to be dragged by the hair to her bedroom, she didn't really feel like getting caught after curfew.
Zanna made it back to her room. She collapsed on her bed, in her journal she wrote down the number 3. She flipped through the journal, It's been awhile since it's happened that many times.
Sacia entered her room. Zanna was already in there, on her bed, writing in her journal. "Hey," she greeted with a smile, sitting on her own bed and taking off her shoes.
"Hi," Zanna closed her notebook and looked at Sacia.
Paige sighed, making her way back to her dorm room. She yawned as she opened the door, immediately plopping down onto her bed.
Her brows lowered a bit. "So, wait. Am I talking to Zanna or Suzan? And does it matter?"
"Suzan," Zanna responded, "And normally it doesn't matter. Today was just an off day for us."
"Okay," Sacia shrugged, leaning back onto her bed and unbraiding her hair.
Zanna laid onto the bed. She stared at the ceiling, "What do you think is going to get me into the most trouble?"
"Well, if we don't stop swearing we could end up like Vaughn," she pointed out, "wherever the hell he is."
"But cussing's fun," Zanna whimpered.
"True," Sacia grinned. "I got busted for swearing one time last year. Since it was my first offense, they let me off with a warning. So you've got at least one pass."