[ well, it only really lasted for curfew, because i'm very funny and the joke is now moot since yall know i'm still alive for real. lu bixing will find her in the common room, curled up in a little ball on one of the sofas. her hair is currently just past her shoulders, unkempt and hiding her face. ]
anyway!!! THIS IS THE SADDEST THING. he looks so sad, immediately, and then - pauses for a moment, and murmurs. ] Give me a second.
[ and then leaves? wow? what a jerk?
...but he comes back a few minutes later, with the blanket from his bed in his arms. he brings it down, and gently tucks it around persephone where she's curled up on the sofa, and then comes to sit down on the floor. ]
How're you feeling?
[ like he can't already tell, but, sometimes it's good to talk about it. ]
Like I have a hangover, which is kind of impressive because I don't think I drank anything last night.
[ who knows... but she lifts her head when he plops onto the floor. she shakes her hair out of her face and gives him a confused look before she huffs at him and scoots over. ]
[ ehe. okay. he gives her a little smile at that and will scooch up to join her? frankly the death of A Child in their group after three very long weeks is the right occasion to have a sad hangover cuddle. lu bixing is one of those people that just exudes warmth, also, so he's a good person to sit by.
he reaches into his little satchel after a minute and digs out a little butterfly clip, handing it over if she wants it for her bangs, too. ]
I think feeling like you're hungover's pretty valid, considering everything this place's put us all through. You might be dehydrated.
[ unsurprisingly, persephone also runs pretty warm, but that doesn't stop her from leaning against lu bixing when he comes up to join her. when he offers her to clip, she just stares at it for a bit before taking it. ]
[ he looks thoughtful for a moment, like he's trying to remember. ] "Sexy pop star", I think.
[ knockoff ariana grande butterfly clip ] You can keep it if you want - I was using it to keep my bangs out of my face, but somehow, I think you need it more.
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Hi.
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anyway!!! THIS IS THE SADDEST THING. he looks so sad, immediately, and then - pauses for a moment, and murmurs. ] Give me a second.
[ and then leaves? wow? what a jerk?
...but he comes back a few minutes later, with the blanket from his bed in his arms. he brings it down, and gently tucks it around persephone where she's curled up on the sofa, and then comes to sit down on the floor. ]
How're you feeling?
[ like he can't already tell, but, sometimes it's good to talk about it. ]
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[ who knows... but she lifts her head when he plops onto the floor. she shakes her hair out of her face and gives him a confused look before she huffs at him and scoots over. ]
You can come up here, you jerk.
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he reaches into his little satchel after a minute and digs out a little butterfly clip, handing it over if she wants it for her bangs, too. ]
I think feeling like you're hungover's pretty valid, considering everything this place's put us all through. You might be dehydrated.
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Where did you get this?
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[ he looks thoughtful for a moment, like he's trying to remember. ] "Sexy pop star", I think.
[ knockoff ariana grande butterfly clip ] You can keep it if you want - I was using it to keep my bangs out of my face, but somehow, I think you need it more.