Song 50: Severed Strings

[ttlyisabard]

[Kates friends would notice she has been silent for the last day. She has not left her room once, and the door is locked. She was not at Sergei's last night, practicing as she usually did, and she was definitely not there tonight. So silent was she that she failed to give out her customary hellos to the new passengers this week

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[ixgideonxi]

[And this, of course, has found your boyfriend knocking on your door. He's freaked as hell, Kate, and not going to leave until you either let him in or until he pukes from sheer anxiety. Good luck with this one.]

[ttlyisabard]

[She tried to ignore the knocking at first. But after a full half hour she wanted it to stop. Lethargically, Kate flopped out of bed and turned the door-nob just enough to let the door push in from his knocking. When it did open, she was already shuffling back to bed.]

[She was just wearing a shirt she had swiped from Gideon's room. Her hair was a mess. Her eyes were almost as red as her hair, puffy from running out of tears. And she flopped onto the bed, nary making a sound.]

[ixgideonxi]

[Wow, not a good reaction. Gideon steps in immediately, kind of just standing there taking everything in. The bleary, puffy eyes, the disheveled appearance... the utter disinterest in his presence.

Oh, God, he is going to be sick.

Forcing that from mind for now, he crawls onto the bed and nuzzles her gently, whining softly, almost brokenly in her ear. First she has to acknowledge him... then he can see about cheering her up.]

[ttlyisabard]

[Without moving her face, she muttered into her bed. Her voice was hoarse, but still she managed to project it. Her tone wasn't mad, it was exhausted.]

It's not you ... why do you have to think it's you ...

...

I didn't mean that ...