enid pales at the question. of course she’d be called in for questioning — she was one of the only students who brought a normie to the rave’n, after all, and her date was specifically the one responsible for the night’s awful end. or at least he wanted to for the most part; lucas did seem sorry about what his friends did, but... well, it didn’t matter. what’s done was done. she was sure those boys were being dealt with too, but how unfortunate that they couldn’t have been called in by principal weems as well.
“we were about to go dance, and then he said he had to take a call or something.” she fiddles with her sleeves nervously, a complicated expression on her face as she adds, “i didn’t know what lucas and his friends were planning for the night, i promise.”
@rotless’ larissa weems : “ can i ask… what happened? ”
