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mariawarrington (mariawarrington) wrote in 20somethings,

Maria's eyebrows hit her hairline in surprise at Kieran Doyle's text. He'd actually come? He actually planned to spring her out? Seriously? Was this dude crazy or bad news? She couldn't tell, but she wasn't going to ask any questions if he could sneak her out of her father's very-well gilded prison.

She grabbed her backpack - all she ever brought with her - and wished she worn something a little bit more... Well, less revealing, she supposed, before just leaving her private room and wandering down the hall to the public Were Ward. She called it 'gen pop' like prison, because ew. But she wasn't totally locked in her room or anything, just wasn't allowed to leave the hospital until her team signed off. That was part of the deal between Campbell and the staff there, she knew, but whatever. She was an adult. And she was sneaking out with a stranger like some criminal.

Whatever.

She strode up to him with her usual disdain for... well, everything and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey Belby Dude," she greeted him.