Fifth floor common room, Monday evening

[nadiathesaint]

It was too cold and windy out for Nadia to want to go any where near the roof, so she was crashed out on her back on the common room couch, her guitar balanced on her stomach as she plucked out a tune, her amp turned way down so she wouldn't be disturbing anyone else.

She was singing quietly enough for it to barely count as singing, not paying much attention to the words, just trying to get the guitar right.

It'd been awhile since she'd listened to Counting Crows, and she couldn't help remembering the last time she'd performed one of their songs, almost a year ago. Two, depending on who you asked. . . .

Thus she played, singing softly, and stared up at the ceiling, reminiscing.

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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter followed the sound of guitar into the common room and settled down on the couch next to Nadia.

"Hey."

[nadiathesaint]

My friend assures me, it's all or nothing,
I am not worried, I am not overly concerned. . . .

Nadia twisted her head to grin at him. "Hey. No more applesauce walls?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"No." Walter smiled ruefully. "I woke up feeling mostly normal. A little dopey, but I'm doing better now. Thanks for keeping an eye on me."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shifted so she could use his leg as a pillow, all while trying not to lose track of the song.

My friend implores me, for one time only,
Make an exception, I am not worried. . . .

"You'd have--and you have--done the same for me."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter combed his fingers through her hair and nodded. "I listened to my voicemail. I'm sorry."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia focused on the music for a few seconds as she thought about what to say.

Wrap her up in a package of lies
Send her off to a coconut island
I am not worried, I am not overly concerned

"You really were mad, huh. I'm sorry, too."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

After Dance Club, Pippi lindy hopped up to the common room.

"Hi!"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. I was mad. I get to do it too sometimes." Her hair was soft under his fingers. "If I'd known you were back, I would have answered the phone."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Hey." Walter waved at her. "No applesauce."

[nadiathesaint]

"Of course you do. That would be why I apologized." She strummed slowly along through the song.

. . . With the status of my emotions
Oh, she says, we're changing.
But we're always changing
It does not bother me to say. . . .

"I called to tell you I was back. I think that's one of those . . . vicious circle things."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad to hear that."

[nadiathesaint]

"Hey, Pippi. Feeling less . . . ground down?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Right now." Pippi nodded. "Yeah."

[nadiathesaint]

"Good to hear. It's weird seeing you without wayyyyy too much energy. Worries me."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. I guess so." Not the same as wire, not in the least, but he idly played the strands almost as though they were. No pulling. Never pull if you don't want to cut.

"I won't do that again. Not answer your call. I'm not going to promise I won't go off on my own when I'm angry, but I won't let the phone ring without answering."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Me too. I can live without that ever happening again."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia's song got, if possible, even softer as she closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling on his fingers in her hair.

. . . this isn't love
Because if you don't want to talk about it then it isn't love
And I guess I'm going to have to live that
But, I'm sure there's something in a shade of gray
Or something in between
And I can always change my name if that's what you mean. . . .

"That's what really worried me, you know. Not that you went off, well, a little bit that. That you weren't answering. That's why I thought you wanted to . . . you know."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Do you still want to do the meditation thing?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Well... You'll just have to avoid... Um... We never did figure it out huh?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Yeah. Whenever you've got the chance, I guess. We need candles and stuff. At least, that's how Blair taught me."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Well, I don't," he said firmly. He had other things he wanted to say. Or an other thing he wanted to say, but he couldn't. He settled for, "You're the best thing about being here."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Should they be scented?"

[nadiathesaint]

". . . I don't actually know. I just used the ones I have in my room."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"No idea." He shook his head. "But last night was probably not the best night to go to the radio station to watch Nadia do radio."

[nadiathesaint]

. . . You try to tell yourself the things you tell yourself to make
Yourself forget
To make yourself forget
I am not worried
If it's love she said, then we're gonna have to think about the
Consequences
She can't stop shaking and I can't stop touching her and.....
This time. . . .

Nadia made a face. "I need a new song."