(I want to cry, but I cannot. People will. ask questions)
(What? What do you mean?)
(I'm finding it really hard to not cry because my mom will think somethings wrong and when she asks I won't know what to say)
(O-O)
welcome back.
(Yeah don't do that. We're here if you need to let it out though!)
(What's wrong?)
(I. Don't. Know.)
(Got it, so can you continue or nah.)
(Whatever)
Fleur stepped inside. "Is there anything that you need?" she asked, looking around.
"not really, we haven't done anything but sleep,"
(…Okay!)
(…Okay!)
(Hey……………………… tag… Youre it)
(…………………………NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Lillian was still sitting on the bed looking wary eyed at the 'room service.'
(Also rereading through this made me realize that every time camie has/had a new character they were always asking for Lillian. Huh.)
(feminism? I know, I've noticed. I'm aware. We've established that no one loved Darren)
(Lillian: I love Darren!
I don't know?)
(Darren: Yeah… you're the only one though and I don't know why you love me)
(Lillian: Because I do, does love need a fucking reason?)
(Darren: yeah)
(Lillian:….I love you!)
(Darren: Yeah, yeah. I love you too…)
(Lillian grinning like an absolute idiot: Hooray!)
Fleur stepped inside. "Is there anything that you need?" she asked, looking around.
"not really, we haven't done anything but sleep,"
"Oh, alright. I'm sorry for bothering you then," Fleur said, lowering her gaze to her shoes. Her expensive French shoes. She suddenly hated herself for wearing them.
(Also rereading through this made me realize that every time camie has/had a new character they were always asking for Lillian. Huh.)
(Is that not good?)
(It's fine! Just a trend I noticed/remembered.)
(Oh, lol.
Friggin app errors…)
(Ugggggggggggggggggh)
(Yup… idk what to do with Fleur now.)
(Wait, I guess?)
(Sure. Maybe she and Lil can have a conversation or something… Since Fleur, like, goes to their school and is really rich and popular, they both prolly know her.)
Lillian raised a slight eyebrow now that she had a better look at the girl, "Don't you go to school with us?"
Fleur glanced up and noticed the girl's features for the first time. "Oui. I mean, yes. I think so."
"Oh, your the French student right?" Lillian couldn't remember the girls actual name at the moment.
