The winds of change

Randall C. Boggs 7th Year || Slytherin || PrefectI'll be whatever you want me to be, baby.

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

Biting at her lip she blushed slightly embarrassed with herself.  “Oh.. I just thought.. I mean it sounded like.” Instead of trying to explain herself she just sighed and set her forehead lightly against his shoulder and nodded softly. Maybe they could just pick off where they left off. Only this time Felicity could see things in a different mentality , and Randall could be more careful with the other girls now knowing why she was how she was. Smiling she pulled back a little to look back up at him. “I’m already behind in my classes and you’re trying to tug me away from them? Just this once, Randall,  because I really want a coffee.” 

“I know what it sounded like, but that’s not how I meant it,” he assured her. Randall pulled her into a firm hug and kissed the top of her head. “It’ll be fun, I promise. Totally fine if you miss one more day.” He pulled away and took her hand in his, making their way back down the halls and toward one of the many secret passages to Hogsmeade. He moved the entrance and gave her a grin before gesturing for her to go ahead of him. “This will take us right to Honeyduke’s. We can get some sweets and then coffee?”

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034: Who’s the one person your character would trust with anything, even their life?

[randall-c-boggs]

Randall doesn’t have a person he would trust entirely, and especially not with his life. HIs family has little interest in him now that he is no longer an only child, and his friends, while incredibly close to him, don’t covet that sacred place of being his number one trustworthy person. Randall trusts only one person explicitly: himself.

[randall-c-boggs]

logical-renaud:

“Ok…” Annette took a deep breathe, “epipske,” she flicked her wrist and heard a small pop come from the boys arm. “So? How does it feel?”

The pop as his arm moved back into place sounded a lot nicer than it felt. He winced and let out a grunt of pain as it shifted and then it was just sore. Randall moved his arm and nodded. “It worked, it’ll probably hurt for a few days, but thanks. You’ve saved me a trip to the infirmary and a lecture.”

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

“of course you’re not complaining. I mean you just got kissed - what guy really would?” She said with a small laugh before she felt his lips press against hers again. A pout crossing her features with how quickly it ended, but she needed to control herself. Nodding softly she looked up at him. “Okay, but I mean.. I don’t want you talking me up to try and be with someone else.” She sighed softly. “I mean I don’t  .. did I read everything wrong? I mean - I  want to be your Felicity, but you just keep talking about someone, like someone else. “ Felicity wasn’t even sure if she was making sense at this point, she just didn’t want to like someone that only kinda liked her. Laughing a little she nodded. “Yeah.. kinda is, huh?” 

Randall shook his head at her as she talked in circles. “I’m just saying in general. It’d be great if that happened, yes, but if I’m not who you end up with, then I’ll understand. Your happiness is what matters most to me, that’s all.” Honestly, he just didn’t want to let himself think that it might actually be real, that he might be allowed some happiness in the world, or that if he was allowed it, it would get pulled away. “So do you wanna skip the rest of your classes too? Maybe sneak out and get that coffee? Or do you wanna try and find our way back to civilisation?”

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

Felicity wanted to speak up a little more. Tell him how she hoped she could be all this for him. Would that be too much? Sure he said he might still have feelings for her, but that didn’t mean he was ready to just jump back into their mess they’ve made for themselves. Feeling the way he pulled her in closer sent a shiver up her spine. A pleasant one, one that wasn’t anything to over board for her. As the kiss ended she kept still with her eyes closed for a moment remembering the feeling. “I.. I’m sorry. Did you not want me … to kiss you? I mean I should have asked, I shouldn’t h-have just.. sorry..” 

He shook his head at her words and smiled, brushing her hair back from her face. “I’m certainly not complaining,” he said with a soft laugh. “Don’t apologise for it. Seriously, I don’t mind.” To prove his point, he pressed another soft kiss to her lips, though it was brief. “I just want you to be comfortable. And I want you to be honest with yourself most importantly, okay?” He wasn’t really sure what to do now. Things were complicated, definitely, and confusing, but he didn’t really mind the idea of trying to figure it all out with her. “It’s almost as if you never left,” he joked quietly.

Originally posted by murmmeow

[xx-felicity-blog]

randall-c-boggs:

Randall leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead when she looked up at him. “You are special, Fel. You’re not just one of those girls, and that’s what makes you special. You’re not a fling, you’re someone meant to be taken seriously, and I’m sorry if I ever made you feel like you weren’t special. She had and will always have a place in my heart, yes, but that doesn’t mean I can’t learn to love someone else in the same capacity. Besides, you don’t want to be someone’s Meg. She’s a brat. You should strive to be someone’s Felicity. You can’t spend your life comparing yourself to other people because of what happened to you. You’re your own person, and you deserve all of the best that life has to offer you as yourself, not as someone you’re trying to compare yourself to.” He wasn’t really sure if it made sense, but he hated seeing how she still compared herself to other girls, even after he’d spent so long trying to convince her that she was enough in her own way. 

“I .. don’t know how to be someone’s Felicity… or if someone even wants a Felicity. I just know how to keep people at arms distance, and to keep myself safe.” She said softly. Shutting her eyes she felt a small tear trickle down her cheek. Felicity knew if she had kept her walls up, and kept comparing, and didn’t listen to him for a change this could be her last chance. Eventually Randall would give up on her. His words warmed her heart a little and made her ease up on being so close to him. If anything she leaned in more. There were a million things going through her head, but she didn’t know how to put them into words. Instead she took change of everything,  and made moves happen on her terms. Pushing to her tippy toes she lightly let her small hand hold his cheek as she leaned up to press her lips softly against his. Maybe he was right - and telling the truth. Maybe Felicity could someday be above Meg, maybe she’d have her own love, a  different love with him - maybe she could be more then what she thought she was if she just gave him a chance, finally.

[randall-c-boggs]

Randall saw the tear and brushed a thumb across her cheek to wipe it away, hoping that the touch wasn’t too much for her. “Just do what feels right and that’ll be enough. That’s all it takes to be someone’s Felicity. Just be you.” He wanted to support her, whatever that meant, even if it meant helping her be with someone else, she deserved to have someone like that in her life. But then her lips met his, and he was too surprised for a moment to react. His eyes fell shut and he pulled her closer, his hand running through her hair as they kissed. Once it broke, he gave her a smile. “Yeah...like that. Whatever feels right to you,” he said lamely, chuckling softly.

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

Felicity felt the air leave her lungs. She never planned to tell randall, and every time she told someone new it felt more real, but also took a weight off her shoulders she didn’t really know she had on there. At first she tensed under the touch of his hug, but she knew it was hands that had no intentions of hurting her, not physically. Reaching up she lightly gripped his shirt as she held herself against him. Truthfully, she had no idea how much she needed someone’s comfort. With everything from leaving to her dad she kept a stone face and a head up. Shutting her eyes she took a moment to just enjoy the safe place she was creating for herself. “I .. I wanted to trust you so badly, Randall. And I wanted to be like all those other girls, in the dresses, and flirty, a-and.. It’s just hard to trust people when  .. that’s happened. And I know I deserve better, it’s why I was so stubborn, because watching you really love someone else? I just wanted to be special, not some girl..  I just wanted to be someone’s Meg.. ”Nodding she looked up. “I know you won’t… most wouldn’t. It’s just.. the fear that they will.”

Randall leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead when she looked up at him. “You are special, Fel. You’re not just one of those girls, and that’s what makes you special. You’re not a fling, you’re someone meant to be taken seriously, and I’m sorry if I ever made you feel like you weren’t special. She had and will always have a place in my heart, yes, but that doesn’t mean I can’t learn to love someone else in the same capacity. Besides, you don’t want to be someone’s Meg. She’s a brat. You should strive to be someone’s Felicity. You can’t spend your life comparing yourself to other people because of what happened to you. You’re your own person, and you deserve all of the best that life has to offer you as yourself, not as someone you’re trying to compare yourself to.” He wasn’t really sure if it made sense, but he hated seeing how she still compared herself to other girls, even after he’d spent so long trying to convince her that she was enough in her own way. 

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

Felicity felt the prick of his touch, but didn’t pull away. Instead she invited the familiar feeling as she let her fingers wrap around his hand. Could she trust him? Felicity had known Randall longer then anyone else it seemed, and he’d been around her for a really, really long time despite how hard she pushed him away. Still he was here, and that should at least earn him an explanation. “Maybe? I mean for closure and clarity purposes..  sure.” Watching his face she shook her head and took a small step closer to him. Holding her breath as she did so. “I do.. It never really went away. That’s why it hurt and annoyed me so much to see all those other girls. But..” Taking in a deep breath she nervously chewed on her lip. “I think.. you’ve earned enough trust to know the truth.. When I was younger I had some school girl crush on my babysitter. He lived next door, and was well.. what I thought was some sort of true love I guess. I mean he was a few grades older then me, my parents were just paranoid to ever leave me alone. H-He took me up to my room, and I thought we were just going to watch movies, and cuddle - maybe a first kiss. I got that.. for maybe a few minutes, then his hands.. went else where.. and he got rougher, and he wouldn’t stop . Before it got to far my parents came home, and to cover up why I was .. half dressed, crying , and everything else, shattered a vase against my leg.. it’s where the scars are from. Someone I trusted more then anything… just saw me as a sexual object, just wanted one thing, would do whatever to get it, broke my trust, broke me, broke… everything.” 

His smile returned again, and he shook his head. “Getting an explanation for why you left was closure enough. I would have dropped it after that if that was all I wanted.” As she started to explain, he wasn’t really sure what to expect. A bad virginity story? An awful first kiss? She said it didn’t have to do with cheating, and he didn’t want to even think that it could be worse, he wanted to believe she hadn’t had to go through anything darker, but the more she spoke, the more he felt his stomach start to twist, and his blood began to boil. He did his best not to show his anger on his face, his jaw only tensed momentarily. “Felicity, I am so sorry you had to go through all of that,” he began, pulling her into a firm hug. “No one should have to do through anything remotely close to that, and you deserve to be treated so much better. I know there’s really nothing I can do or say that would make it better, but I understand now. And I am so sorry.” Randall hesitated a moment before he spoke again. “I would never do anything like that to you, I want you to know that, too.”

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

Nodding softly she looked down at her feet. It was hard to wrap her head around things, but mostly because she had her heart and mind wrapped around the large romance of things. Not the man who loved someone else. Biting her lip she dropped her head. She was doing it again. Everything she did the first time with Randall were she talked herself out of something that could be great.  His words hit her hard, shattering her almost. Because it wasn’t her fault she was like this. “I k-know.. I need to trust people, but it’s .. hard for me. I’ve been hurt, and not in a way you’d think. It wasn’t someone breaking up with me, it wasn’t cheating, it wasn’t .. simple.”   Looking up she looked almost confused. “you still have feelings for me?” She asked softly.

Randall relaxed a little and dropped his arms, reaching a hand out to gently take one of hers, giving her ample opportunity to pull away if she wanted to. “And one day, I hope you can trust me enough to tell me so I can understand. But I won’t rush you. Just...know you can trust me, even if you feel like you can’t.” He gave her a small smile. “Do you really think we’d be talking about this if I didn’t?” His smile faded after a moment. “Do you not feel the same way? I’d understand if you don’t. It’s been a long time.”

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

“But do you choose me because you want to? Or because you know you can’t have what you really want?” Felicity worked hard to make the words come out soft. As a friend, and person that cared a great deal for him, she didn’t want to snip or lash out. Despite the ache hearing everything was. Shaking her head softly she bit into her lower lip. “I don’t wan tto disregard it all. I’m just.. hurt, Randall. And I’m now saying you don’t have the right to be hurt either. I just.. I don’t know what to do with what I’m feeling, so I just wanted time alone to think about it.”    Flinching at his hand on her arm she pulled back slightly and took in a deep breath. “I just.. don’t know how to feel like a first choice to you right now. A-And you said still?…. what does that mean?” 

“If I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t have chosen you, Felicity. I would have chosen to pine if that was what I really wanted.” He didn’t know how else to get it through to her. He could argue with her over it until the cows came home, but it wouldn’t get them anywhere. “You’re going to have to learn how to trust if you ever want to have a healthy relationship,” he commented, crossing his arms over his chest. Randall looked down and shook his head. “It means what I said. I would still choose you. You wouldn’t be second best. I’m not saying that it’d be perfect, and I’m not saying that I know how to love considering everything, but I could learn to. That’s what that means.”

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

Feeling his nudge her body came back a little closer to him. “I feel bad about it, Randall. For a second I really thought you hated me for just leaving. I mean.. I had a reasonable explanation, but still.” Laughing she shook her head. “I’m sure they can be, and that’s good for them, but I’m not really much of that type. The ground is fine. I wouldn’t want people to assume anything of it if they were to see us adventuring into a broom closet together.”   Nodding she took note. “I’ll be sure to have my owl drop one by your room.” Mostly because she couldn’t be trusted bringing it herself. For all Felicity knew he could have changed completely while she was gone, gotten himself a girlfriend or something of that nature, maybe he had a new thing with a new girl. 

His words hurt. Mostly because of how angry he would get when she brought it up. He made  Felicity feel bad for her theories, even yelled at her and she was right all along. What if Randall was like Derek? “I’m not holding your feelings against you. I’m holding how you treated me when I was right the whole time , against you. You should have just been honest with me Randall, from the start. I….  I’ve been through a lot, okay? I don’t expect you to understand, but I do expect you to just have honesty with me, cause who knows what else you could be holding back from me. I mean… you  were in love with some other girl the whole time, and I thought maybe you… I don’t know what I thought, and I hightly doubt it was anywhere near right at this point. Is it all just game? Was it all just a game to you?” Shaking her head she stood to her feet. “I have to go. I’m sorry.” 

Randall heaved a long sigh and shook his head. “That’s the thing, Felicity. You were still wrong. I chose you every time. I’d still choose you. I couldn’t tell you how I felt about Meg because you wouldn’t have taken me seriously. You wouldn’t have even let me in. And I had come to terms with me and her never being a thing and instead of pining after her, I chose you. Are you really that determined to disregard all of that?” he asked and looked over at her with hurt in his eyes. Sure, things had started as part of a game with her, but the feelings he’d felt were real. When she stood, he followed suit and placed a hand on her arm but made sure not to grab her, remembering that she had a thing about touching, especially when she was upset. He didn’t know what the thing was, but he didn’t want to push his luck that much. “Walking away isn’t going to help us move past this, not as friends and not as...anything more.”

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

“Well … I’m glad I can make you smile even after vanishing.” she admitted. “I mean, you make me smile too.” That was probably the more popper response she was suppose to give him. “Wh- Randall!” Huffing out she hit his arm with the back of her hand, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red as she shook her head. “I’m not a broom closet type of girl, and that’s something you should know.” Shaking her head she crossed her arms and pouted slightly. Mostly to just hide away at how bland she knew she was compared to all the other girls. “No, I would not like to sit in your lap.” Mostly because Felicity was still trying to get over her time spend at home, and the company so close to her. She wouldn’t really know how to handle any sort of physical contact again. “Mhm, you’ve never seen them before? you just stir with them. but they’re decorated with everything for a cup of cocoa. I’ll give you one to try out.”   Felicity rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t expecting an apology, or explanation. I’m happy for you, if you’re happy. Randall… we’re not… dating or whatever it was we were, you don’t have to try and convince me of anything. Maybe she didn’t have feelings for you, but you can’t honestly tell me it was just platonic feelings you had for Meg. And that’s… okay. Please, for once - just be honest with me about her.There’s nothing to lose  anymore - and with my time away  I’ve learned to accept if I was just second best and settling - I mean that. No bitter feelings, or underlining jealousy to follow.”  

He nudged her gently. “Would you quit getting hung up on the fact that you disappeared? It happened and now we’re trying to move on. Relax, okay?” he tried to sound reassuring and like it didn’t bother him anymore. He was really trying to move on from it. “Hey, any girl can be a broom closet type of girl. Nothing wrong with being in a broom closet, but suit yourself. I just thought you’d prefer it if you weren’t on the hard floor,” he commented with a shrug. Again he shook his head. “No, I’m not familiar with them. I’d love one to try though, thanks.” As she spoke, his brow arched up higher and his smirk slipped away. 

“Fine. Cards on the table. I’ve been in love with Meg for as long as I can remember, she’s my best friend and has been there for me literally since my first memories. Can’t really fault me for that. However, we’re never going to happen like that, and I had come to terms with it long before we ever happened. There will probably always be a part of me that loves her like that, but I’m sure there’s a part of you that will always love whoever your first love was. And I wouldn’t ever hold that against you. So don’t hold my past feelings for Meg against me, please. You’re just going to have to trust me when I say that she is just my best friend and that is all we will ever be.” He left out a few key details, like the fact that they had slept together, and they’d had their romantic moments, but she didn’t need more of a reason to be jealous. 

[xx-felicity-blog]

randall-c-boggs:

As she sat down, his cheeks started to ache with how big his smile was. He probably looked as happy as a five year old let loose in a candy store. Randall shook his head. “Nope, not likely to happen, sorry. Broom closets and dead end hallways are much more…cozy, wouldn’t you say?” He gave her a smirk and shook his head again, amused at her attempt to get him to get her some coffee. He was glad she wasn’t speaking to the other guy anymore, though he wasn’t about to admit that out loud. “Bake anything good lately?” he asked with a tilt of his head. Her comment on his scrapwitch made him smirk. “You jealous?”

Originally posted by maxironsdirectory

Felicity laughed a little more looking towards him. “You can stop the cheesy smile.” She huffed out. Mostly because it was getting to her, crawling into a spot in her heart she had reserved for him. “I’ve never been in a broom closet with someone before, so I can’t say. This is… hard… cold… not all that cozy.” She enjoyed being alone with him though. Somewhere no one would really bother them in, but she wouldn’t let him know that.  Grinning she nodded happily. “Yeah, I mean -  I’ve been making some peppermint cookies, fudge and little chocolate spoons you can just put in warm milk for cocoa. Getting a head start on holiday treats.” Hearing him she sighed and set her head back against the wall. “No, Randall … not jealous. Hurt? Maybe a little. Each one stung but.. I left - and we weren’t really anything official, and I had someone else, and it’s… I’m glad you had them.. all.”   

[randall-c-boggs]

“You make me smile,” he shot back with a wink. He chuckled a bit and gave her another smirk. “We can fix that if you want. Broom closets can be...fun.” Mostly he just wanted to get a rise out of her. It was always fun, she was so easy to rile up usually. “Would you like to sit on my lap? I’m sure I’d be more comfortable than the floor.” It was so easy to fall back into their banter even after all this time. “Chocolate spoons? Like....they just melt? As you stir with them? That’s genius.” His brow quirked at her response, not expecting her to admit to feeling anything. “I’d say I’m sorry, but you’re right. You don’t necessarily get to say anything against them. And you know...this is mildly reminiscent of when you would catch me posting things about meg and you got jealous over them even though we were just friends...”

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

Nodding softly she kept a faint smile against her lips. Felicity did probably know that, and why she continued to try and change it was beyond her. Maybe the playful banter just kept her around. Sighing softly she knew she couldn’t tell him no with the grin on his face. “Right… okay.” Watching him pat the spot beside him she shook her head, staring at it for a few seconds before rolling her eyes as she took a spot beside him. “You owe me coffee though for getting me lost and missing my class.” She said with a mater of fact as she got cozy in the sport. “I need coffee, it’s cold outside, and I’m tired, that’s who.” Biting into her bottom lip she shrugged softly. “I.. nothing much. I mean I don’t speak to that one guy anymore, I went home… still wanting to be a nurse.. still baking. What about you? I mean what all have I missed. I’ve seen a few… females over your scrap witch.. “

As she sat down, his cheeks started to ache with how big his smile was. He probably looked as happy as a five year old let loose in a candy store. Randall shook his head. “Nope, not likely to happen, sorry. Broom closets and dead end hallways are much more...cozy, wouldn’t you say?” He gave her a smirk and shook his head again, amused at her attempt to get him to get her some coffee. He was glad she wasn’t speaking to the other guy anymore, though he wasn’t about to admit that out loud. “Bake anything good lately?” he asked with a tilt of his head. Her comment on his scrapwitch made him smirk. “You jealous?”

Originally posted by maxironsdirectory

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

“I thoug-” Felicity shut up. As much as she wanted a clear answer on where exactly Randall stood with his feelings she didn’t want to bring it up right away. The two needed to get used to being around each other again. Beside Felicity just got back, school and settling back in was first, not… Randall. Even if she did find herself lost, missing class with him. The heat came quick to her cheeks as she nodded softly. “Well, okay.. I mean it’s still not my fault, you should probably work on that.” Not stepping down she crossed her own arms over her chest.  Laughing she shook her head. “I just figured if you’re that easily distracted, you’d be easy to rope along into something like a swear jar.” Looking up to find his smirk she bit into her lower lip. Felicity had to admit to herself she was slightly distracted by it as well, but she couldn’t let him have that power over her. “You want me to skip class? I just returned to school, and you… how are you even a perfect?” Raising a brow she looked around. “Don’t people normally talk over coffee? Or at least in a place they can sit down?” 

“You know I probably won’t,” he said in regards to his language. He’d always had a bit of a pottymouth, and he doubted that would stop anytime soon. His smirk turned into a full-blown grin at her response, and he nodded. “Yeah, that’s exactly what I want. One class won’t kill you, and I’ve got a knack for getting out of trouble, so don’t worry about getting in trouble over it.” Instead of responding to her question, he took a seat on the floor and pat the spot across from him as he looked up at her. “No coffee, but who needs coffee when you have my great company?” he asked, his grin not fading. “So what did I miss in the world of Felicity?”

Originally posted by cute-guysxx

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

Nodding softly she took in a deep breath. It hurt, a small jab to her heart to hear that it didn’t matter anymore. Though, she was happy he was able to move on from him. Maybe Randall had met someone new, and that thought was enough for her to find some light in the situation. “I’m … happy to hear you’ve moved on from it all though.” Not that  it really moved anywhere for her. Felicity came back here and it was like she never left with everything she felt. Running her fingers through her hair she did her best to just keep her mouth shut and nod to everything he was saying. Raising a brow as he cursed again she just laughed this time instead of mother him. “I didn’t distract you. I was simply talking. Would you rather I just walk in silence with you? Oh, I do intend to blame you. You were the perfect that knew everything and the short cut.” Rolling her eyes she cracked a smile before looking up again. “We need to make a share jar. “ She commented before taking in a deep breath. “I seem to always be finding myself in trouble with you, Randall.Not…. that I mind.” 

“I didn’t say that,” he corrected. He could pretend like he had moved on all he wanted, but there was a part of him that didn’t get closure and still hung onto their past. Randall rolled his eyes at her and crossed his arms over his chest. “You should know by now that a pretty girl talking to me is going to be distracting regardless, and you’re hardly an exception,” he shot back with a smirk. “So really, you should be to blame.” His brow lifted as she continued. “We? Who said  would comply with your swear jar?” he asked, his smirk growing. He looked past her back down the hall and then back at her. “Do you really want to go to class anyway? Because I’m sure we could do with a little more time talking...and this is as good a place as any.”

[randall-c-boggs]

xx-felicity:

Nodding she felt the twisting guilt and pain of leaving home. Felicity was scared it could all come back and he’d fall ill again, but she knew she needed her education to make him proud. “ He’s in the clear now.. yes.” Biting her cheek she looked up at him and frowned a little. “I’m sorry.. I wish I could say I thought of you that much, but everything was about my father. I thought of you though when he started to get better, when I could have a life again. “Thought you could what?” Her attention and curiosity springing up a little more. Maybe because it just felt nice to know he cared for her. Regardless of the arguments, differences, and time apart. “I.. I just didn’t know. I mean .. You knew there was someone else after me too, and I just.. I’m sorry. I didn’t .. know. Or even knew where to start with expectations so I just.. “ Buzzing her lips her eyes went wide hearing him. “Language.” She said softly before looking around. “Uh huh.. see.. I would have been better off finding someone else. “She teased hoping he could sense the joking manner in her voice. 

“Good, I’m glad.” And he was being honest. He did care that she was happy and that her family was going okay. “Look, i get it. You were busy and I wasn’t on your mind. I get it. I’m not bitter about that.” He was bitter, though. “Nothing, it doesn’t matter anymore,” he said, not elaborating when she asked. He didn’t want to admit it. It was easier to just move on. “Don’t worry about it, it’s in the past, right? An almost kind of love,” he said quietly. “Shit, sorry,” he said on impulse, laughing when at the fact that he swore again when she had already called him out on it once. “Okay miss know-it-all. You went and distracted me. Look you can just blame it on me, okay?” he didn’t mind taking the heat. Randall looked around for a moment before heading down a narrow hallway that looked right but it led to a dead end and he turned to face her. “Well shit, sorry. Looks like you might miss class entirely the way things are going.”