Negatives / - Life Is Strange

[Ember1989]

“I’m enjoying classes. I think I like science. Its pretty cool.” Kate stopped talking when she saw Chloe with a new girl. Who was she? Obviously a new student. “I don’t see any troublesome students.” She said quietly.

[Lath]

It hadn't been her morning, clearly. After a spat with her mother over the phone, Victoria's whole routine was thrown into disarray. Speaking with Audrey Chase was something someone had to plan, to mentally prepare themselves for. Answering the phone to hear her mother's voice a few minutes before her morning alarm went off? Well, the conversation was doomed from the start. Victoria's parents had long drilled it into her skull that she was little more than a trophy for them. She'd come to Blackwell to use Mark Jefferson to elevate her own skill level into something they found acceptable. The idea of her photography featured in her parents' studio made her stomach churn, however. In fact, that was about where she was; staring at the bottom of her dorm room's cheap, but stylish, garbage can. The bile kept rising up the back of her throat and she couldn't help but gag each time. Closer and closer to the edge of vomiting.

She breathed roughly through her nose. Surely there were about ten rumours of her being pregnant by now; she knew the whole dorm was a gossipy playground (and she would know, as queen of it all) and could probably hear her dry heaving all morning. Thankfully everyone had gone off to class, save for whoever might be quietly sticking around. Whoever they were, she didn't care about-- especially not right now. She wished that were the reason she felt so ill, wished it was something she could fix that easily. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she sighed deeply and finally pulled herself up to sit on her bed. She hadn't even had time to send notice of her absence to her teachers, or hell, even to Nathan. Poor Nathan, he was probably worried sick. She sucked in a deep breath, laying back on the bed and closing her eyes. She exhaled with a groan.

She grasped around on the bed, shaky fingers finally finding what she was looking for. Victoria grasped the phone roughly, bringing it up above her face and opening her eyes just barely to look at it. No missed texts, no missed calls. A silent blessing from whatever god was out there. Nathan was fine, she assured herself. She brought the phone down against her pajama shirt, closing her eyes once more and focusing on her breathing. She was going to be okay, surely. Just like Nathan was okay. She fumbled around with her free hand, eventually grasping the new object of desire: a pair of earbuds, their cord chewed to hell and back. She silently went to work putting one in her right ear and setting some music on her phone. The world would be okay without her for a few more hours. Panic episodes never lasted forever.

I'll write somethin' for Warren later. Idk what to write for him right now lol. ))

[LadyGalleth]

(( Uh.... Prescott? You look... different. X3 ))

[Lath]

2018... new year, new me. ;) I changed my name that I go by online & irl to Em (short for both Emmet and Emily, as I'm nonbinary/genderfluid. So I thought I'd decorate the account to match! ))

[LadyGalleth]

(( Okay. Sorry if I still accidently call you your irl name for a while. It'll take some getting used to. But thanks for telling us!! ))

[LadyGalleth]

It hadn't been her morning, clearly. After a spat with her mother over the phone, Victoria's whole routine was thrown into disarray. Speaking with Audrey Chase was something someone had to plan, to mentally prepare themselves for. Answering the phone to hear her mother's voice a few minutes before her morning alarm went off? Well, the conversation was doomed from the start. Victoria's parents had long drilled it into her skull that she was little more than a trophy for them. She'd come to Blackwell to use Mark Jefferson to elevate her own skill level into something they found acceptable. The idea of her photography featured in her parents' studio made her stomach churn, however. In fact, that was about where she was; staring at the bottom of her dorm room's cheap, but stylish, garbage can. The bile kept rising up the back of her throat and she couldn't help but gag each time. Closer and closer to the edge of vomiting.

She breathed roughly through her nose. Surely there were about ten rumours of her being pregnant by now; she knew the whole dorm was a gossipy playground (and she would know, as queen of it all) and could probably hear her dry heaving all morning. Thankfully everyone had gone off to class, save for whoever might be quietly sticking around. Whoever they were, she didn't care about-- especially not right now. She wished that were the reason she felt so ill, wished it was something she could fix that easily. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she sighed deeply and finally pulled herself up to sit on her bed. She hadn't even had time to send notice of her absence to her teachers, or hell, even to Nathan. Poor Nathan, he was probably worried sick. She sucked in a deep breath, laying back on the bed and closing her eyes. She exhaled with a groan.

She grasped around on the bed, shaky fingers finally finding what she was looking for. Victoria grasped the phone roughly, bringing it up above her face and opening her eyes just barely to look at it. No missed texts, no missed calls. A silent blessing from whatever god was out there. Nathan was fine, she assured herself. She brought the phone down against her pajama shirt, closing her eyes once more and focusing on her breathing. She was going to be okay, surely. Just like Nathan was okay. She fumbled around with her free hand, eventually grasping the new object of desire: a pair of earbuds, their cord chewed to hell and back. She silently went to work putting one in her right ear and setting some music on her phone. The world would be okay without her for a few more hours. Panic episodes never lasted forever.

I'll write somethin' for Warren later. Idk what to write for him right now lol. ))

Nathan

"I swear to God I will kick down this door! And have no repercussions!" I pound away at the door before huffing. "GRAHAM! Open the door right now, no way are you going to be my science tutor, I'll break your legs to make sure of it!" Just to prove my point, and the fact that he's probably cowering on the other side, I deliver a light kick to the door, then one out of frustration. I groan and run a hand through my hair. "Warren... FINE!" I turn around and make my grandiose exit up the stairs. I'll go talk to Victoria about this... I need some... her door is locked too? Oh come on! "Vic.... are you okay? I haven't heard from you today." At all. And I think I can hear her listening to music, God knows it's loud enough."I, um... need some venting time." I chuckle some before shaking my head, sighing. "I'm, um.... skipping class today." Hopefully that will wake her out of her daydream. "It's just history.. Thompson will be fine without my shining face." Which isn't a total lie. I have been thinking of skipping tonight, just for the sheer face that I'll be avoiding Warren. I can't believe Ms. Grant paired me up with him because I'm failing! If I wanted to, I could make good grades like Warren! But... I just... What's the point? I mean... I'm going to be a disappointment either way, so... why even try? I knock on the door again, gently. "Victoria...? Please!"

[Ember1989]

Brianna had had enough. She could hear Victoria gagging over her music, and she was wearing earbuds and thanks to Victoria pissed. She got out of her dorm room. Then she saw Nathan at Victoria’s door. “Okay, I say she’s either really sick or the rumours are true, in which case she should really get to a hospital.” She said. Brianna had heard rumours of Victoria being pregnant. Now she was even more curious. Who was the Dad?

[LadyGalleth]

NATHAN

Rumors? Great... they're gonna think I'm the father... Oh hey, it's that girl! "Brianna, right?" I nod at her before shifting a bit on my feet. "How long has she been in there?" Sick all day? Hmm.... She probably called her mom. That tends to make her sick... I know it makes me sick.

[Ember1989]

“Should we go in? I mean we shouldn’t just leave her by herself like this.” Brianna said. She didn’t know Victoria but she was gonna try to help her, even if she probably didn’t want her help. “We should get her to a hospital. I’m pretty sure she’s been like this all day.” She added. Dude! We should do SOMETHING! she thought. “Maybe we should get help from a teacher...” she suggested.

Kate was in her room studying. She heard Victoria as well, but focused on her studies, drawing, and feeding Alice. She gave the bunny a carrot and pet her head. “That’s a good girl.” She said, smiling.

[LadyGalleth]

NATHAN

I... The door is locked. I jiggle the handle a bit before shaking my head. "No go. It's locked." Or else I would go in. One last look at the door and I shrug. If she wanted to come out, she would.