InsaneJournal

Roxanna Fielding (bang_a_drum) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2014-10-30 04:31:00

Current mood:	thirsty
Current music:	Fall Out Boy - What A Catch, Donnie

Who: Roxanna, Lena, Jamie, Thomas
What: We're having sleepovers, and spilling our guts
When: Tuesday night
Where: Kemp duplex
Warnings: Discussion of kidnapping and being drugged, TBD


Since being released from the hospital, Roxanna had been keeping to herself a lot. She didn't really want to deal with the looks, or the questions. She took to waiting til the house was asleep to eat, in and out before anyone could wake up. She'd emailed her professors with an edited version of what had happened, including her hospital records, and she was on a sort of leave til next semester. She'd promised to keep practicing (she was pretty sure only her own death would stop her completely), and she was doing some things from home, but she wasn't feeling up to going to actual classes at the moment. Her parents had been pretty instrumental in pushing that plan forward, and she was really grateful for that.

But she couldn't stay locked away forever, especially if she was going to face the crowd at the wedding on Saturday. So when Lena suggested a sleepover in the living room, she agreed. Baby steps, right?

She knocked on Jamie's door and made him walk down with her, settling in next to him on the couch. Jamie said nothing about basically being turned into a giant pillow; he knew how much human contact could comfort you after a trauma. So he just made sure not to jostle her too much, passing her a soda and pulling a blanket over them.

Roxanna elbowed him very lightly in the side. "You keep looking at me like I'll shatter," she said quietly. "At least it's not as true as it was yesterday."

"We few," Jamie sighed. "We happy few." She made a despairing noise in the back of her throat, but didn't disagree.