Dec 27, 2020
NYE EVENT | LOCATION & & WITH WHOM : : BALLROOM W / @ofeva
“Excuse me,” he called out, his hand held out in front of her. The Princess Diaries Waltz played in the background. “May I have this dance?”
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NYE EVENT | LOCATION & & WITH WHOM : : BALLROOM W / @ofeva
“Excuse me,” he called out, his hand held out in front of her. The Princess Diaries Waltz played in the background. “May I have this dance?”
He had decided to stay later in the library, telling Gigi that he would see her tomorrow. He was lazily looking through his Turkish notes when he saw Eva coming his way. “Hey there, stranger, I haven’t seen you in a while,” Allister said, referring to their last talk during the gala. “You’re more than welcome to sit here, Gigi is already gone.” @ofeva
“Your dress looks beautiful on you.” He was grinning up at her, sipping slowly from his champagne chute. “Where did you get it from?” @ofeva
LOCATION && WITH WHOM : : 1ST FLOOR STUDENT COMMONS W / @ofeva
He felt like he didn’t have a place to just breath and calm his nerves. His room had Noah and sometimes Caden, and seeing either of the two filled him with guilt. Going to Cole was out of the question because Mary was connected to him and once again, there was the guilt. Of throwing the two of them under the bus, just to protect him and his teammates. He told himself that he shouldn’t feel guilty because in the future, he would do the same thing to another person, but it was just... different with those two. And he hated it. He had ruled out Gigi’s room as an option, being around her made him feel nauseous and he didn’t want to deal with that awkwardness created by himself. Then Frank and Ting... he would have to keep this whole social persona-- and he just couldn’t. Carmichael Davis was breaking and he wanted nothing more than just to find someone to crumble in front of. Which brought him to the first floor, standing before Eva close to midnight in his makeshift pjs of sweats and a shirt, hands in his pockets. “Hi,” Carmichael said to her. “Mind if I sit here with you? Just for a bit.”
LOCATION @ofeva
“I just found an interesting article that revolves around trauma care, if you want, I can send it to you.”