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Evan was on edge. How could he not be when he was literally sitting in a gym with hundreds of other students - most of which he either didn’t know or didn’t like - penned up like cattle waiting for the slaughter? It wasn’t really the other person’s fault, but when the blond felt someone’s eyes on him, he just snapped. “The fuck are you looking at?”

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“Your face....I’m trying to work out if being punched by Riley improved or detracted from your current asshole aesthetic.” She said gesturing vaguely at his clothes.

#convo #c. evan monroe

saint-tessa:

Turns out the whole ‘staying in the gym with a bunch of people’ thing was even worse than she’d expected. She’d spent the entire night anxious about the storm and the hitlist and was so incredibly out of it with panic. She kept repeating over and over 'It’ll be fine. I’ll get through this. We’ll all be okay,“ though she wasn’t entirely sure she believed it.

She was so focused on telling herself this, that she didn’t notice the person in front of her, running straight into their chest at full force. “I-I’m so sorry,” she stuttered out, her voice fast and worried. “Are you okay?”

Cate looked up from her phone, pale-faced and wide eyed. “I don’t know....I just....” She paused, glancing nervously around the room as if she was afraid someone would hear. “Can we talk somewhere...not here?”

#convo #c. tessa

She’d spent the morning carefully pinning posters to notice boards and lockers around the university, slipping into Cami’s office to unload a number of pamphlets on emotional abuse and the inherently predatory nature of student/teacher relationships. It wasn’t her best work but Cate was trying to be subtle and had only allowed herself to write; Why does this make me think of Ben Leighton, on a couple of them.

There was nothing wrong with the flyers she was putting up, if anyone asked she could have explained it as an effort to raise awareness about the topic on campus. It wasn’t like she was naming names....at least not officially. Still, she was quick to shove the remaining flyers in her bag at the sound of footsteps, holding on to it protectively as she turned around. “I was just fixing up the notice board, someone seems to have stolen most of the blue tack.”

#eastwood.starter #no need at all to match length #i just wanted to set the scene a little

Cate, our pretty little blonde. I know so many interesting facts about you. Facts not many others know. You see, I’ll help you hide these secrets. But only if you do something for me too. First of all, you will vote twice. But most importantly, for the second part, you will receive a message when the storm hits Eastwood. You better obey my message, unless you want me to spill your secret to every single person in this place. It’s up to you, darling. Vote, and let me know. - Eastwood Hitlist