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⋅⌊▪ ▫ Sean Foreman ⋅ 3Oh!3 ▫ ▪⌉⋅

Sean knew everyone hated him right now. It was easy to tell, exspecially the way everyone looked at him. It was as if Alexis was getting hinted by Tristan, and Layla. "She got all p*ssed off and went to hang out with her poor excuse for friends." The retort slipped from Sean's lips, but he froze hearing a loud banging coming from the pantry, the pantry Sean was blocking. "God d*mmit Sean! Let me out!" The knocking got louder and louder. "My nose is F*ck*ng bleeding!" Nays words were rushed, why had Sean locked him in here?

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Layla Thomis

Layla took a step forward and gripped Sean's shirt, yanking him down to her height. "Sean," she growled, their noses only centimeters from each other. "You're going to tell Alexis what happened," her knuckles turned white as blood drained from them. "And. Let. Nat. Out." Layla couldn't help but glare at him, the guy who was practically family. The person who had really messed up this time. Her phone buzzed in her back pocket, and she let go of Sean to check it. It was a text, from Dani. It said that her lame excuses for friends had done some pretty bad stuff. To her. "Oh my." she choked out like someone had strangled her, then shot a terrifed glance at all of them, not knowing exactly what to do. Dani was hurt, and there was no way Layla could physically help her. Call 9-9-1? Maybe. Probably not, Danielle descriped it as 'a few scratches.' But that could mean anything.

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OOC: Im on my friends laptop and it keeps glitching and stuffIl reply when I can so sorry

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Alexis
She heard Nat's voice and said " Wholey Crap nuggets!" She pushed Sean out of the way and opened the Cabinet and saw Nat and said " D*m it!" She cast glance at Sean, and rolled her eyes and with a smile she got some paper towels and clean uP Nat's blood. As she held a papper towel to his nose said to Sean. " God why did you lock in the cabinet?"

[darlingdiablo]

.::.- Tristan Knight-.::.

Tristan watched through the eyes of being p*ssed off, confused, and suddenly morphed into some kind of sympathy. She was frozen though sheets of obvious madness was layered through her eyes. "Sean," She began to say, then her head turned to Layla. Her face was white and stricken, almost like she was holding back a cry. She wondered what It could be for, was It because Of Danielle, because she seemed to get into enough or trouble, or the trouble with Nat. She walked toward Layla, only a few steps, "What is it?" She said above a whisper, but with a sweeter voice. She looked up at Sean giving him Help me find what the f*ck is going on, look. She glanced toward Nat, making eye contact for what seemed like a minute, but only a split second. Something hit her hard in the chest as she realized- what the h*ll had happened in the last few minutes may have impacted anything from the future.

[morris.]

⋅⌊▪ ▫ Sean Foreman & Nat Motte ⋅ 3Oh!3 ▫ ▪⌉⋅

Sean took a couple steps back, rubbing his forehead. Anger problems. That's what he had indeed. Nat grabbed the wash cloth from Alexis and wiped his nose. It was bleeding bad. Some dry from being knocked out. Nat pointed to Sean. "That crazy mother f*ck*r punched me, and locked me in the closet," Nat looked at all the girls in the room. Layla, then Tristan, and then Alexis. "Yeah. I did," Sean replied.

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Aleixs gave small smile and said " Totally missed you guys. All your crazy a** sh*t." She hugged Nat and gave a wide smile. Her thoughts drifted back towards the first time the guy got into a fight and she threw Cheetos at them to make them stop.

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Layla Thomis

Layla smacked both guys lightly. "Okay, let's get something straight. Yes, you locked him in a closet, but thats not important. What is important is that my daughter is hurt and you all are standing around talking about some pointless little thing." she rubbed her temples, starting to get a headache. Putting her phone back in her pocket, she helped Nat clean up his blood numbly. Kind of depressed, she didn't know what to do at this point.

[morris.]

⋅⌊▪ ▫ Sean Foreman & Nat Motte ⋅ 3Oh!3 ▫ ▪⌉⋅

Sean gave Alexis a light hug in response. But quickly turned to Layla. "Dani? F*ck I didn't know. Come on, we'd better hurry or something, Nat, don't you know how to trace texts or some sh*t," Sean said in a rather rushed voice. Now that he knew, or payed attention, he was slightly worried. "Dani...Oh God. Everyone in the car now, we don't have time," Nat pushed everyone along, but did in fact run out to the car, taking the more roomy jeep instead of the Mustang. "Give me the phone Layla, we'll find her, OK?" He said in a comforting way.

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Layla Thomis

Layla shook her head. "You misunderstood, some I guess. She's at the park (or some other random place XD), I just don't know where." But she didn't argue and handed Nat her phone, her headache springing up. It just had to kick in now, she thought. "Cr*p." she murmured when she remembered. No, not important now. It can wait, she told herself silently. She must look like a moron now.