Lauryn stayed quiet, fingers combing through her hair. A fridge, a TV? Hell yeah. She collapsed into her bed, the large mattress more than enough for her small body. She'd arrived a few moments ago, the walk confusing her several times. She hung her hoodie up, revealing the black long sleeves...
Name: Lena Harikara
Appearance:
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Nationality: American
Jobs: None, really.
People in her life: Large family, bad relationship. Currently lives alone.
Personality: She is shy, and rather quiet. It's difficult to warm up to people for her, and once she does...
Ari stayed silent, sitting up and now listening to the conversation. How cool would it be if she could do something useful? She sank into her chair silently, watching the sky darken.
Ari looked up, mentally steeling herself for the worst. God damnit. Why was she so sensitive, so weak? So gullible? She didn't speak, pretending to be asleep.
She could read exactly what he said, bowing slightly. "I..I..I'll be i..in the class." She walked away slowly, ending up in the classroom. She put her head down on the desk, silently contemplating. Why didn't anyone seem to like her? She wasn't sure why she had even tried anyway.
"I..I don't think he likes me.." She muttered, glancing in the direction of the classroom. Almost like she feared him. Ari stepped aside for Levin, shifting quietly. "S..should I go..?"
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She sat her down on a table, shaking her head with a small laugh. "I..I don't think either of us are s..strong enough." Ari looked around, trying to stay calm. "I..I have s..some ice..?"
She stood slowly. "I..I guess I'll see you guys ar..around, huh..?" She gave a shaky smile to everyone in the room, giving a weak wave and starting to walk out. She didn't belong, she knew this for sure.
She looked up at Leven, then down again. Her scrubbing continued, hair falling into her face. He had..apologised..? "I..I'm sorry too." Her voice was quiet, guilt in it's tone.
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Ari stood, quietly beginning to clean the bile on the floor with an old rag, her hands still a bit shaky. She didn't speak, but her body language spoke for her. Full of regret and misery.
Ari leant on the wall, opening her eyes and shakily wiping the tears away. She spoke quietly, talking to herself seemingly. Trying to calm down, push everyone's emotions out of her head.
She internally scolded herself, shutting her eyes quietly. She'd let her guard down. Made friends with someone who wanted to kill her, if she could call it that. Anyone who bothered to talk to her was her friend, she was just that pathetic and desperate. The air was heavy, her head aching from...