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Aodh was supposed to be napping outside of his tent, something he really honestly truly needed. However, the music and the sun and, most importantly, the festival, called to him. With a bottle of water practically glued into his hand, he strolled down the lanes of tents to where Landon was staying. “Hey, Lan. Want to go get some food?” Aodh held a hand to his forehead, shielding the sun from his eyes. He really should get a hat.
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Darcy stomped into the common room, taking his jacket off and throwing it rather violently onto the chair nearest Landon before slumping on top of it and closing his eyes. “Could this week get any worse?” He growled, wondering idly if he was interrupting anything important Landon might be doing. “It sucks! Sucks, sucks, sucks!”
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It was a sunny day as Aodh sat at one of the small tables outside of a cafe. The small patio was bustling with activity, but was still relaxing. He’d made plans with Landon to meet for lunch, and he only hoped the other showed up. His anxieties made no sense, but nevertheless, they were there. In his short time waiting, Aodh had already looked over the menu twice. He’d checked to see if Landon had texted to cancel six times. Aodh was about to check his phone once more when he saw Landon walking in the direction of the cafe. With a wide smile, Aodh waved. “Lan, I got us a table over here.”
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Aodh stared at the giant cast on his leg. The muggle doctors said he wouldn’t be able to properly walk for weeks. Months, even. The surgery was a lot, but the medicine kicked in and he could barely feel a thing. Aodh only had a day or so more left in the hospital before he could see a proper healer and hopefully recover sooner.
He looked away from the cast as a shadow fell across the room. “I told the nurse I didn’t want any more visitors.” He grumbled, now facing the window.
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Aodh finally left his grandmother’s house. He wasn’t ready to go back home, where he first heard the news, so he found himself knocking on the door to the apartment Landon shared with Finn and Darcy. “Landon? You in there?” He called softly.
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“Before you say anything -” Darcy started, holding up his hand before Landon had a chance to say anything. “It’s probably exactly what you think it is.”
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Darcy had texted Landon as soon as he’d found his phone, but was unable to bring himself to check it again, afraid of what he might find. He sat on a small log, far away from the festivities of the bonfire. The chatter and playful antics of the other partygoers seemed out of place, but he couldn’t move. He felt someone approach him, but kept his head in his hands, not looking up.
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“Hey there.” Aodh smiled as he sat down on the bench next to Landon, having lost Violette long ago. “Did you get ditched, too?”
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