Room 323 [Wednesday, Afternoon]

[pastmewrong]

Yeah, even if class hadn't been canceled the last couple days, there was no fucking way that Effy was going out there. The last time things had gone this haywire and it'd hit her was still far too fresh in her mind, and even looking out the window at the changing island was making her feel beyond twitchy

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[fratboybitch]

Alex was supposed to have a shift at Caritas tonight but he had no idea if he was going to go. And since he hadn't seen her in awhile, he checked in on Effy before making that decision since he did care.

It hadn't been broadcast that she'd been kidnapped but he still wanted to check. So, he was knocking at the door and waiting.

[pastmewrong]

But she made the effort to slide off the bed and to the door to open it and lean against it with what she hoped was her normal aura of calm when she saw him there. Not as together as she could be, but not completely losing it, and determined to prove it.

"... Hey." It had been a while, hadn't it?

[fratboybitch]

"Hey," he returned, arms crossed. "Good to see you haven't disappeared. I wasn't sure for awhile. You've been a hermit."

[pastmewrong]

Considering what she could see from her window, not leaving the dorms felt like a pretty fucking wise move. "Not... quite feeling the bog thing." Or the random disappearance thing.

A moment later, she took a slight step back, in case he decided he actually wanted to come in.

[theotherpeter]

Peter showed up after a brief stint elsewhere. He was doing his best to maintain the appearance of calm, even if he was worried.

So unceremoniously, not even knocking first, he opened the door to the room.

"Don't be naked," he declared, hoping a joke would alleviate any possible interruption.

[pastmewrong]

Effy's own calm was pretty thinly veiled, but she at least managed to suppress her jumpiness to a twitch, and uncurled her legs to try and shift herself back in the right sort of state of mind.

"You say that. Bet you wouldn't actually mind the view."

[theotherpeter]

"I'm only concerned about your modesty, here," Peter said, going over to his desk to rifle through the drawers. "After all, you've got a right to privacy, and all that."

[pastmewrong]

"Wouldn't be a first." Poor Griff was probably still traumatised. "Last one nearly walked into a wall." She might've minded more these days than she had back then, but that wasn't really the point.

"Going out there?" Kind of hoped not. They might not be close or anything, but that didn't stop her liking her roommate... you know, here.