Fifth floor common room, Saturday night

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had spent most of the afternoon after auditioning crashed out on her own bed, and as a result was feeling much, much better than she had this morning.

She thought the oversized sunglasses were fun, so she was still wearing them, while strumming absently on her guitar and staring off into space.

She was looking forward to a quiet evening.

[ooc: specifically for Blair, but all others welcome as well.]

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia smiled slightly.

Was she hurt? Well. Yes, of course she was hurt.

Was she devestated? Well. No.

"Okay. I don't know Molly that well, but she's a sweet girl. And of course I'll stay friends with you. That's what I said, isn't it?"

She doesn't notice that her hands are clenching on her knees, because she's totally okay, so there'd be no reason for her to notice.

No reason at all.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair nodded a little dumbly and blushed. "Yeah, she's nice."

"I'm glad we can be friends. So we're okay, right?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia nodded. "Of course. And if you have any questions about how dating is supposed to work, you can ask me. At least ask someone, anyway."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair nodded and clutched his pot closer. "Man, after this week I'm not taking any chances. You and Molly have a lot of friends."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia nodded, smiling, even as her fingers clenched a bit harder. "I know you and Molly will have fun together."

Her jaw hurts a little. Huh.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair smiled and bounced up. "I'm really glad we talked! I'm whipped man, so I'll talk to you later, okay?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Kay!" Nadia waved and picked her guitar back up, still smiling exactly the same way she had before.

She wasn't sure exactly when she'd started swallowing rocks, but there was definitely one in her chest right now.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair smiled and waved and headed off back downstairs thinking that this went well and now everyone was happy...because for an observer, he's clueless sometimes.

ooc:night!

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia kept waving until Blair was out of sight. Her jaw was really starting to hurt. She picked up her guitar and started tuning it. She twisted a knob. She plucked a string.

She twisted the knob again. She plucked the string.

Twist, pluck, twist, pluck, twist, pluck, twi-*snap!*

The E string broke.

She was totally okay though. She was just going to go to bed. She was tired.

After sleeping all day.

[ooc: sweet dreams!]