Oct. 15th, 2014

Adelaide blinked uncomfortably against the early morning light and realised that she'd fallen asleep in front of her computer at some point, the screen in front still glowing and asking her did she really want to log out of facebook? She closed the lid of her laptop instead of answering that complicated question and then stood up, taking note of which muscles she'd angered by her sleep habits.

Stretching her neck as she walked, Adelaide made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen, the only person awake on a Saturday morning. Were it a Sunday, her grandparents would be going out to church - occasionally with Darcy in tow - but Saturday was always a quiet and late start for the household.

As the kettle heated itself up on the stovetop, Adelaide sat down )
It was some late hour on Tuesday morning when Joss got home, stumbling into the chasm of the entranceway, one hand on the wall as he moved, step by step toward his bedroom. He’d stayed at the uni pub with April till they closed, then went back to the halls for more drinking, as he and April encouraged a group of first years to write off Monday night completely. On the surface is was a great night. There was a lot of laughter, especially when he and another guy (Jack? Frank?) walked in on April with her hand down Ollie’s pants, and when Dana threw up out the window and everyone who wasn’t a Nutford resident had to flee out the same window because one of the dorm neighbours called campus security because it was nearly three in the fucking morning and they just wouldn’t shut up.

He and April split up from the others, running toward McKinley till April had to bend over, hands gripping her knees, gasping for breath till the panting turned into tears.

... )


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