1st floor *lobby*, late afternoon

Harry sits on the couch in the thing that is not a common room but in fact a *lobby*, pretending to do his english lit homework but really being very emo and hiding the fact that he's crying behind a book. In his notebook he has written several angry letters to Kiki, John, and all the other parties involved in Kiki kissing Other People.



((OOC: Mostly for [livejournal.com profile] pure_blooddraco, but hop in and emo with Harry if you wanna))

[identity profile] kikidelivers.livejournal.com 2006-01-18 12:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Just as Harry is letting fly the four letter words, Kiki walks in, back from her independent study with Professor Chaucer.

"Harry?" she asks, shocked into hesitation. She'd been giving him space, not pestering him with demands to talk, although she'd wanted to. It still rather looked like he was not in the mood to talk.

[identity profile] kikidelivers.livejournal.com 2006-01-18 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"What? No!" She sounds shocked. "No. I... think I've screwed up enough without resorting to violence."

She picks up the nerf dart. She's seen this before, in someone's room, but she couldn't place it.

"Harry... I know it doesn't help, but... I'm sorry. Really sorry."

[identity profile] kikidelivers.livejournal.com 2006-01-18 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Kiki is taken aback - she had expected rather more angsty teen rage of DOOM fury, and was prepared to eat her slice of humble pie. And somehow, him taking it so well made her feel worse. She couldn't even get properly mad at him.

"It's okay, and forgiven," she offers. She toys with the Nerf dart awkwardly (OMG not like that, get your mind out of the gutter!). "I don't know if you want to, but I would still very much like to stay friends with you. And...as for John... honestly, I don't even know where we are, or what we are - I haven't talked to him, but I know I need to. I guess I'm just confused." She sighs, and smirks at herself. "Or pathetic. Or both."

[identity profile] kikidelivers.livejournal.com 2006-01-18 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really?" Kiki's face lights up. "I'm so relieved."

From the corner of her eye, she notes the room labeled 101. She looks back down at the dart, and realization dawns.

"Harry...which way did this dart come from?" she asks slowly, not sure if she wants to know the answer. "Because if it came the way I think it might have...then I think I might know who shot you."

[identity profile] kikidelivers.livejournal.com 2006-01-18 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"The corridor?" Kiki looks annoyed and preturbed. "Alright, come with me - you might just be able to tell them yourself!"

Kiki marches over to room 101 and raps on the door (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/406046.html?thread=17415966#t17415966)