(Guess we start with morning wake-up then? We'll say it's weekend, and most students are heading out to meet family and hang at malls and shiz, and so it the perfect opprtunity to sneak back out for the day and study the body, and the others confront Phoebe and Donovan.)
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(Guess we start with morning wake-up then? We'll say it's weekend, and most students are heading out to meet family and hang at malls and shiz, and so it the perfect opprtunity to sneak back out for the day and study the body, and the others confront Phoebe and Donovan.)
(Sounds good)
(… Should I just upload a starter so we're not stuck commenting on the plan forever?)
Donovan was at his desk, typing away on a computer, trying to ignore the pounding headache he had from drinking too much yesterday. He felt humiliated and pissed when he woke up with memories of last night. He growled to himself quietly. Not only had Phoebe gotten past his guard, he slept through the entire night, though he meant to sneak back out to the body. He hadn't woken Phoebe up, figuring his nasty attitude would only tick her off as well. He glanced out of the window at the rising sun then down to see Phoebe, still tucked under the blankets he draped over her.
(I had this headcanon over the weekend that Donovan ended up being the killer and Phoebe only finds out after she's fallen hard for him. …I dunno, I was tired.)
(That sounds awesomel
(Oh, good. It doesn't sound completely stupid then.)
Phoebe groaned and stretched her arms as she stirred. She sat up, running a hand through her hair. It took her a moment to figure out where she was, last night coming back to her. She swung her legs over the side of the bed. "Morning." She said to donovan. "Do you have any advil, my head hurts."
Donovan pointed to some pills and a glass of water he had set out for her, not speaking. He was tense as he hunched over his keyboard again.
Phoebe raised an eyebrow but got the water and pills. She swallowed a couple of them. She walked up behind him and put her hands on his shoulders. "So what are we doing today?"
Donovan swallowed a snarl, shrugged her off, and stood up, hurrying away from her under the pretense of looking for something in his closet.
Phoebe took a step back. "Are you okay? If this is about last night don't worry about it it doesn't count towards our game. You were drunk, I was tipsy."
Donovan ignored her and slammed a box onto his desk, his expression practically murderous. It was suddenly clear that he was a killer. That he hadn't gotten in on a fluke.
Phoebe rolled her eyes. "Alright, I'm going to go get something eat. Do you want me to bring you anything?" She asked as she slipped her shoes back on and fixed her hair up.
Donovan shook his head, but his stomach betrayed him by growling, causing him to blush. He turned away and rested his head on a wall, his head and heart pounding.
Phoebe smirked. "I'll be back in a few minutes with breakfast. Try not to break anything while I'm gone." She walked out of his room and to the cafeteria.
Donovan snarled as soon as she shut the door. He punched the wall, leaving a small crater. He sighed and fished around in his closet. He pulled out a poster and plastered it over the indent. He made his bed and took off his shirt to start changing his clothes. He pulled off his pants, leaving him in his boxers.
Phoebe walked back into the room, raising an eyebrow at Donovan but not saying anything. She set down his breakfast on his desk then sat down on the bed and started to eat.
Donovan jumped when Pheobe came in without knocking and quickly yanked fresh jeans on, face red. He grabbed a shirt and flopped onto the bed beside her with a sigh. "I'm sorry. I was acting like a jerk…" He started to pull on his shirt but got a little tangled up.
Phoebe smiled and ran her hand through his hair. "It's fine, we all have our days. I'm not going to get mad just because you're in a bad mood, especially in a time like this."