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fandomhighdorms2008-10-20 06:50 pm
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3rd Floor Common Room: Monday Evening [10-20-08]
Peyton had the TV on, but really wasn't paying much attention to it. She was sketching furiously, trying to put it on paper rather than leave it inside. which meant her art wasn't particularly lighthearted.
She'd probably be glad of a distraction and there was lots of fresh coffee on.
[Open as common rooms are.]
She'd probably be glad of a distraction and there was lots of fresh coffee on.
[Open as common rooms are.]

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"Hey, Peyton," he said, grabbing a cup of coffee. "What's going on? Anything exciting, light, and fluffy?"
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Peyton set her pencil down and turned to stare at him. "I supposed that would depend on your definition of exciting. I suppose in some warped, twisted way my angst could be considered exciting."
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She stood up, sweeping all of her stuff onto the floor with one angry motion. "I thought I was done with this. I thought if I could get away from it allI could let it go for a while."
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"If it helps, I haven't left the room. It's not much, but it's a start, right?" Dick was trying a mixture of half-joking and half-trying to be comforting that worked pretty well on Bruce Wayne. If it worked on him, it was worth a shot here.
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She glanced over at him. "Might be a start, yeah."
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And usually it was figurative language. Just not in Ellie's case.
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She shook her head. "It was like she was there trying to take my mother's place and she kept lying about stuff and... I just finally told her to leave."
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