#aryadna

[arianna-carrington-blog]

Honestly, Anna didn't know she appeared in front of Aryadna's door. She was sure the girl had better things to think about than her little friend worrying about someone in Project Play... but with what happened with the flickering of The Grid as well as what was happening outside the doors of St. Mary's, it was growing to become quite bothersome for her. Needless to say, she hadn't slept in days. Knuckles pulled up to lightly knock on the door, dark circles encompassing under her eyes and hair messily pulled up to a ponytail. "Arya?" She called out, biting down on her lip. "I-- I need to talk to you..."

[arianna-carrington-blog]

(Chewing on her bottom lip, the girl shuffled in place as her eyes kept the staring contest going on with the door knob (in Anna's mind, they had eyes on them right now. Which is weird... but whatever, don't judge). Breathing out slowly, she knocked on the door and threw on a smile. Aryadna and her had a strange relationship - Anna swore to herself that after Project Play, she'd keep away from the girl but after a few talks with Charlie and Caleb, she realized who she was. Strong (minus the muscle) and that meant being friends with someone who needed them. Aryadna needed one. When the door opens, her eyes go wide and her smile falters, but she holds out the cookies towards her.) I baked them. Not a very good cook but the things I'm great at are cookies and meat buns - and I'm learning how to, really. But, yeah. I haven't seen you around in classes and I... was... (Her sentence drifted off as her eyes settled onto the ground.) I know this is weird, but yeah... (She clears her throat.) Have you been, you know, okay? I hardly see you around anymore... not that we were close or anything! It's just -- Er, Yeah. Cookie?

[lukasrichmond]

Fuck.

He sighs, slamming the pistol back down onto the table before turning away from the firing range he was attempting to shoot though. He'd never really been the best shot and he'd never really had to be because of his abilities but now it was just getting ridiculous. Every gunshot made him jump and sent shivers down his spine, it kept bringing back the memories. He couldn't even hold a gun without his hands shaking now and no matter how hard he seemed to try, he couldn't seem to stop. "Fuck. fuck fuck!" He says gradually getting louder as his frustration over came him. Punctuating each word by beating his fist against the wall. 

[lukasrichmond]

I hope you haven't drank the whole bottle yet.

He comments, appearing in Aryadna's room. "Mostly because I want some but also because we need to talk and that's going to be hard if you're completely hammered." They really did need to talk, he'd really started noticing it since the ball, he just hadn't been quite sure how to bring it up with her. He suspected she might have a little, or rather massive, drinking problem and he felt he should probably try to do something about that.

[lukasrichmond]

[Text]: I don't need help to drink It's a fun party!!

[Text]: Okay, so it's just you then? It's not actually a party. Like I said, I'll be there soon, save me something to drink.

[lukasrichmond]

[Text]: There's a party in my room you should join me and there's vodka lots of vodka

[Text]: Is it an actual party or a pity party? The difference being there are actual people there helping you drink it. Either way I’ll be there in a few.

[lukasrichmond]

Hey.

He says the word quietly as he appears beside Arya's bed. "Scoot over." He mutters sitting down on the side of her bed and leaning down to press a light kiss to her forehead. He hadn't really been sleeping of late, it was weird not to have her beside him and then there were the nightmares, maybe this would help though. Crawling under the covers and putting an arm around her, he gave a small smile. "Let's get some sleep."

[lukasrichmond]

[Text]: Whatever. And I never said that. I'm outside of the training room.

[Text]: Okay, be there in 2.