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+ em-boldenx

Liam cradled his cell phone between his ear and the crook of his shoulder, holding a pile of books in his hands as he looked up and down the aisle of Barnes and Noble's. He had a bunch of books he needed to buy, and only a limited time to do so, and though he was usually pretty skilled at watching where he was going, today was one of the exceptions. His pile of books spanned from waist to chest, getting heavier and heavier as he spoke with the other person on the phone. "Yeah, yeah. Shakespeare? Are you serious? That's on a completely different floor, man." With a groan, Liam started on his way towards the escalator-- unknowingly bumping shoulders with a petite brunette. The books fell to the floor, and with them, his cell phone. "I'm so sorry. I'm just in a rush..." Liam looked to his right as he crouched down with the woman, trying to get a glance of who he'd just so rudely pushed to the side. She was nice enough to help him with his books, though. "Are you alri--" Liam froze, as he realized he'd just run into the one person he'd been looking for since getting out, speechless.

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+ diamonxds, mversefunhouse, erasedmuses

"Class dismissed," The professor announced, sending his students packing and huddling out of a door. Amongst them, a curly-haired brunette with piecing blue eyes parted from the crowd, talking into a cell phone. "Yeah..." Liam mumbled into the phone, standing against a far wall to stay out of the way. "Yeah, alright..." His tone was empty, monotone. To say that Liam was a little run-down would be a bit of an understatement. However, the brunette had been doing his best to get his life together. The ex-Erased test subject had been taking classes to earn his degree between therapy sessions and move on. Still, he was tired of fighting with his family (namely Isidora, whom he never understood). Despite how much he felt like they'd been through, getting along was out of the question. They still didn't talk about their time there, and if Darcy wasn't still a part of their lives, it would be hard to accept the fact that the whole experience was real. "Yeah. I've gotta print out this essay. I'll catch up with you later, Monica," Liam spoke into the phone, his apathetic tone never faltering as he spoke with his step-mother. He hung up and tucked his phone into his pocket, deciding to just take a seat at the patio for a moment. He took out his computer to make some last minute edits on his essay, unable to stop himself from staring off into space, zoning out with his fingers limp at the keyboard.