#robinholloway

[lydiacollins]

No matter how much Lydia tried to avoid people, she was having no luck. She tried to avoid leaving her apartment unless it was within a good reason, and even then it wasn’t often. Since she returned home from work, late Monday night. The only thing she wanted was to sleep because she couldn’t remember the last time she had a decent night’s sleep. But she also wanted to get to the bottom of this case. Wanted to find out what exactly her father’s involvement was. Every option she was trying to subtly explore, she was reaching a dead end. Concealing this vital piece of information from everybody, adamant that she could figure it out by herself was providing to be a mistake. The first person that came to mind was Robin, but Lydia couldn’t. How was she to explain to her friend that her dad was potentially involved with her cousin’s death? The fact this was even a possibility was beyond her. And honestly? She was terrified of what Robin might have thought if she told her: what if she thought Lydia was in on it too and that’s why she waited so long to tell her? Which is why she couldn’t tell her. There wasn’t enough proof yet. Once she found something concrete. But the longer she left it, the longer she began to doubt herself and her abilities. What if she couldn’t do this? What if her help would be useful? 

But she couldn’t think straight. How could she think straight when she was barely eating properly, thus leading to the lack of energy she currently had up along with the lack of sleep. What remained of her energy was built upon far too many cups of coffee and energy drinks, which is what she was living on. It was safe to say she was a mess. Lydia wasn’t the type to spiral without reason, or let anyone see her like that. Yet isolating herself from the majority of the people she was close to was a terrible idea, she was too stubborn to admit defeat. Upon hearing the door knock, she quickly closed the lid of her laptop, leaving it in her room as she slowly made her way out of it, shutting the door behind her. Taking a breath, she brushed her hair out of her face in a feeble attempt to make herself look presentable. Even with her best effort, it wasn’t the case but she couldn’t even be bothered to try.

Opening the door a fraction, Lydia peeked through the gap she’d created by opening the door just to see who it was so she could shut it quickly if it was someone she didn’t want to see. The last time she’d let someone in she was told that she had lost her own self respect and whatnot. She really didn’t want to deal with that again. Seeing Robin’s face at the other side of the door surprised Lydia; she wasn’t sure if she was ready to see her yet. But she could put on a front, right? It wasn’t something she hadn’t done before to someone - put on a brave face. “Hey, Robin,” Lydia greeted with a small but weak smile, opening the door a little wider. “What’s up? Did you um, did you want to come in?” She asked, trying to force a cheerful tone as she spoke.

@robin-holloway

[milehighcitygossip-blog]

Who would you ship Robin with?

I like the potential I saw for Robin and Kajal so I’m going to say I ship her with Kajal. Also Leo I think they could be a pretty spicy duo. 

@robin-holloway @kajalxmalhotra @leona-leavingston

[lydiacollins]

Lost and Found | Lydia & Robin

Two hours later than she’d agreed to meet Robin, Lydia found herself stood by the front door of her apartment, looking rather...disheveled. She was still dressed in her work attire and there were strands of her hair that fell out of her ponytail, and she looked... tired. Like she hadn’t slept all night - which wasn’t true. Honestly? She was ready to fall asleep at any given moment. They were meant to be going out to who knows where? It was Robin’s idea, for Valentines Day... Lydia was never a fan of Valentines Day, thought it was a con for businesses to milk money out of people for overpriced, expensive chocolates. Or any other materialistic objects for that matter. Plus, she firmly believed that you should show that you care and appreciate someone all the time, not one day a year. But she agreed anyway because why not? It could be fun. As always though, work got in her way and complicated things. Even more complicated? She discovered links to Robin. Links in the form of an old missing person’s ad with an uncanny resemblance to what looked like a younger version of her Robin, discovered in the hands of a dead person who was now locked away in the location of her work place.

Since then? The rest of the day had been a whirlwind. Trying to get a grip on what happened, trying to find a possible link between her deceased patient and Robin -- why her face was staring back at her, on a missing person’s ad. And whether she knew the victim. Lydia’s instinct was that she didn’t. But there was a hell of a lot of questions burning in her mind, and the only way to try and find them, whilst also trying to break some news to her friend, because clearly they were looking for her for a reason. Either way, she couldn’t let it slide.  The reason she was so late was because she stalled at work. If she left work with evidence? She’d be kissing goodbye to everything she worked for. She tried to stall from investigating further into the piece of paper further by suggesting they let her deal with it. Lydia’s primary role was a pathologist, dealing with circumstances pertaining cause of death, but she also was pretty good with the other forensic fields and would help where necessary. They seemed to have none of it which only frustrated her. Therefore, it meant that she had to be the last person at work. So, she did everything she possibly could; focus on other cases, considering and attempting to prove various theories, and so on forth. Until the last person left in the building was her. Being the workaholic she was, it was not unusual for her to be the last one working. But this time it was imperative to ensure she could get away with this. She wasn’t stealing evidence. She was merely... borrowing it? She would return it after. Lydia just needed to talk to Robin first. At least then her friend can prepare herself for whatever may be in store.

When the door finally opened, Lydia sucked in a deep breath, trying to prepare herself for this. “I’m sorry I’m late,” She apologised immediately, forcing a smile. “Work got... hectic. I did send a message... I think. Unless it’s still in my drafts,” She said, furrowing her brow as she wondered whether she had gotten around to it. She could have sworn she did. Stepping into the other woman’s apartment, she couldn’t keep herself still, fidgeting as she stood there, shifting her weight from one foot to another. “Listen, Robin...” Might as well cut to the chase, right? “We need to talk.”

@robin-holloway

[milehighcitygossip-blog]

From what I heard, Kaleb called Robin the 'c' word after giving her a box a computer parts

From the way I see it this fight is one to look out because these walls has been rather boring with all the lovey-dovey couple, it’s time for some fights. From what I gather however it started with Kaleb not really keeping his end of the bargain about some computers, the fight turned into Robin punching Kaleb and Kaleb calling Robin the ‘c’ word, not a wise decision, and maybe he might have deserved the punch. But how about call a truce and build that computer together? That computer better be super computer to caused this much ruckus.

@robin-holloway @ulrichtech

[milehighcitygossip-blog]

What's going on with Kajal?

I heard there might have been a spark between her and Robin a while ago but to be honest, I haven’t seen her around that much lately. I’d love to see her gorgeous face around more though. Or if you’ve noticed something, do let us know, we’ll keep an eye out!

@kajalxmalhotra @robin-holloway