Who: Vanessa and Levi (like, the real one) When: around noon Where: in the halls
Vanessa. Was. Pissed. Not only had there no one been who would have been willing to make her dinner the last day, which is why she had resorted to cake once again, even if it may have given her bad breath the day before, but she also had been royally screwed over by that fucking Levi asshole, and she seriously asked herself who he thought he was, given that he had dared to dump her like that! He had acted like such a pussy at the pool, being all awkward and prude, acting like he had never even seen a real woman before, let alone ever touched one, which just had to mean that he was the dumbest guy on earth, given that he was also hot as fuck. Never getting any lady with these looks definitely meant that he was extremely disgusting or gay, and Vanessa happily embraced this explanation, telling herself that it was probably better that way. Who knew what he could have done to her if they really had met eventually, maybe he would have slit her throat or something! No sane guy would reject her. No sane guy would miss out on the opportunity to engage with her.
And even though Vanessa's mind had instinctively directed her into the superiority position again, internally she still threw a fit, and was more than eager to retaliate to make him know and feel that no one, absolutely no one was messing with Vanessa Steinborn. He obviously didn't know what he was in for, she would destroy this fucking freak. And fate, apparently, wanted to assist her in this plan, having presented her with the perfect opportunity to start her revenge on this fucker. Not that she knew anything about voodoo, besides the fact that only sick religious fanatic losers would do something silly like that, but without actually thinking about any consequences or wondering why it had been there in the first place, Vanessa had all to happily wrote the name "Levi" on the doll, pinning it with the purple pin in hopes that whoever this lwa fucker was, he would beat the crap out of him.
Her little satisfaction, however, hadn't lasted very long, as mere minutes later the lights inside her room had flickered, and this creepy straw figure, lingering in the dark, had glared at her before attempting to run at her like the crazy maniac that he probably was. Not only had this freaky loser hidden in her room somewhere and had probably stared at her when she had been changing, he had purposefully played with the lights to scare the shit out of here, before attempting his strange magic trick of just disappearing which probably meant just hiding inside her room again, waiting for an opportunity to do SOMETHING with her!
Given that this Levi guy probably was a perverted maniac that liked to screw with hot girls like her, maybe he had done it. Maybe this was all part of his plan! Or it was Marco! Actually, probably not. Obviously, this little wimp only dared to face her via the network and would be running away in tears if they actually met in the halls again, like last time!! He probably needed to feel strong and important, constantly commenting on her network posts, or he was simply obsessed with her. Which could mean that in the end, he really was this straw freak!
Still, this incident, opposed to anything else that had happened before, had managed to really startle Vanessa for a change, and after making a network post and waiting for someone to respond, because that was obviously more important than actually getting the heck away from where the presumable danger lurked, she finally exited her room in quite a hurry, adamant of NOT getting in there again anytime soon. Someone simply had to let her sleep in their room. Maybe she would get Lucy to switch rooms, maybe she just needed to scare this crybaby again so she wouldn't want to stay in her own room anymore. Ideas were running through Vanessa's head like cars on the highway, trying to sort her possibilites, and in a way, she deeply enjoyed having once again achieved a victim state without any actual work to fake it. She had been attacked for sure this time. She deserved that someone was going to protect her!
And she also deserved to choose that person, for sure. She hadn't fully slammed the door yet when she spotted an unfamiliar guy in the hall, once again a guy that looked amazingly attractive, and her heart skipped a beat, a joyful sentiment of having won the jackpot once again settling inside her vicious soul. She could have run into that old German grandpa guy, or this ridiculous sissy Marco wimp, or that ugly hobo Joe, or any person not fulfilling any of her standards, but he was perfect. Even more attractive than Levi, and what were the chances that he was such an asshole, too?!
She only needed a second to force pretentious tears out of her eyes, to let her body shake like it was freezing cold, to look absolutely horrified, and instantly, she ran into his direction, only stopping when she stood right in front of him, grabbing his arm in obvious despair. "YOU NEED TO HELP ME! I WAS ATTACKED IN MY ROOM!!", she screamed with a high-pitched tone that quite a few residents of the house had already had the pleasure to experience, before releasing a series of sobs, rattling his arm inpatiently.