WHO: lincoln clarington-smythe & @winnieclarington WHERE: mckinley high WHEN: tuesday, 1/18, a few hours after the public humiliation of link clarington-smythe
Once Link had been able to ensure that the hallway was empty and had done whatever he could to clean himself up using hand-soap and toilet paper, he made his way out of the bathroom, tail between his legs as he did. It was the middle of the school day now and the rage he had first felt had turned into an emotional numbness. He still couldn’t comprehend why the universe had aligned the way it did and ruined his fucking life but a the current moment, Link didn’t even have the bite in him to shade Rocky on his socials. It was like all his confidence had swam dived out the window the second he heard all those people laughing at him.
Taking his phone and bag out of his locker, Link quickly scrolled through his contacts. He had no clue was class his sister would’ve had going on now, he in all honesty he truly did not care. Once he heard Winnie pick up, Link didn’t even let her get a word in before biting the bullet. “So, I don’t know if you already know about...everything, knowing you I bet you do...” He didn’t know if the word had gotten around to his sister, he wanted to think it hadn’t, but Winnie stayed in the know the same way Link did and if that was anything to go by... “But I, uh, need your help. I’m at my locker. I know you’re in class or something but...yeah, I really need someone right now if you’ve got, like, spare clothes on you or something.”