WHO Evie & Peter Quill WHAT Some sad discoveries WHEN Tuesday morning WHERE Their house WARNINGS Language, references to sex, underage drinking and recreational pot use STATUS Closed | Incomplete
Evie stretched languidly in her bed, still honestly a little hungover from partying the past couple of days. Her party Sunday night had been a huge success, as had the after party out in the woods. With her boyfriend and best friends by her side, she certainly hadn't needed much else to be happy. Plus, she'd bailed on school yesterday and had half a mind to do the same today. Especially if she got to have morning sex with Warren. It had seriously been great having him bunk over the past couple of days. Except, when she reached over to his side of the bed, she came up empty. The sheets were only sort of cool, which meant he'd probably only been gone for a couple of hours.
Figuring he'd just gone downstairs for coffee, she threw on his t-shirt and a pair of sleep shorts before she tread down the stairs. The kitchen was totally empty though. Weird. Maybe he was hanging out with Jay? She made her way back upstairs and knocked on his door before letting herself in. His bed was also empty. Evie was nervous enough that she went back to her room to send messages to them both, and got the same error message. Well that was just fucking terrible. Her boyfriend and one of her best friends - a chosen brother - were gone.
"Fuck you, Dome," she muttered under her breath. Tears stung at her eyes as she made her way to her parents' room to tell them the bad news. Plus, she kind of wanted a hug or a shot of something or other. Evie knocked on their door sharply three times. "Mom, Dad." She twisted the knob to let herself in, keeping her eyes averted in case they needed time to get decent.