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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ sitting on his scooter out in the parking lot of the building that he knows is alyssa's last class of the day, elbows braced against the handles as he waits. only checks the clock of his cellphone once when the stream of people appear, signaling the end of the hour. thinks about texting her, but manages to refrain, quietly waiting for a certain princess to appear. ]

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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ takes it, giving him a smile. ]

Aw, how thoughtful.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ settles back down into his seat. ]

Standard proactive measures.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ takes a small sip of it, reaching over to grab a coaster. sets it down, turning slightly towards him. ]

How are you doing, Anthony?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks, taken a little off guard. ]

I'm okay. What about you?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ sets the cookies down, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. ]

I'm alright. Just a little bit tired. I've had a lot of exams to study for lately.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ opens arms a little, offering a hug. ]

Exam period is a conspiracy.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ rests against his chest instead and rubs her face into his shirt. ]

Mm. Probably.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ wraps his arms around her loosely, rubbing at her back comfortingly. lets the silence continue for a bit longer before he finally asks: ]

. . . How's everything else?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ snuggles into him more, too comfortable to register what he means exactly. ]

Everything else?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ rests his head against hers. ]

The rest of society.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ tries to peek up at him. gives a genuinely confused look. ]

I do not understand.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ shifts a bit uncomfortably, hand stilling as he tries to word it carefully. ]

There's rumours that you're single again.

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ stills at his words. puts her head back down, giving a short nod in confirmation. ]

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ continues the back rubs gently. ]

Do you want to talk?

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ thinks about it. gives a tiny shrug. ]

There's not much to say, really...

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ hands pause in their motions as he tries to peer at her expression. ]

Just a normal break-up?

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ shifts so that she can look up at him. smiles a bit, wiggling in her position so that she can reach up and gently take off his fake mustache. decides on some honesty while doing so: ]

Not exactly.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ leans forward to touch his forehead against hers, his face expressive with worry. ]

What happened?

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ feels a bit awkward, feeling unsure of how to explain. ]

Um. [ a pause. averts her eyes elsewhere with an uncomfortable expression. ] He tried to... you know, with me. And I wasn't ready, but...

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[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ stills a bit in surprise, a little shocked at the first thought that comes to his mind at her words. ]

. . . ?!

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ but seeing her face is more than enough to confirm his suspicions, making his hold on her tighten instinctively. protectively. ]

He didn't. . . [ hesitates a bit. ] Are you hurt?

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[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes her head quickly. ]

No. Nothing happened, don't worry. It was just...

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ pauses. buries into him a little. ]

Weird. Scary, I guess. But no, I left before anything happened.

[bawkmajor.livejournal.com]

[ hugs her as close as he can manage, pressing his nose into her shoulder, swallowing thickly. ]

Thank God. Thank God. . .

[tweetmajor.livejournal.com]

[ shifts to finally return the hug, expression wavering even if her voice is even. ]

I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I didn't really know how.