fandomhighdorms | Fourth Floor Common Room

For once, Caroline actually had a project to do! She was kind of excited about the idea of making signs for the sibling she hadn't technically gotten yet, but felt certain she deserved, so of course she was going to get one, it was simply a matter of time. And so Caroline had gathered a ton of supplies from the shop in town, and okay, since there were vikings all around, there was a total Icelandic theme going on. Makers, glitter glue, and construction paper in colors she had deemed within the viking spirit were laid out all over the floor in the common room.

Sorry people who had hoped to walk by.

Caroline wasn't certain about her first attempt, but that was why she had more poster board, duh. She brushed a bit of glitter from her bare knees as she got to her feet, surveying the work she'd done so far. She took a few steps back to see if her sign was readable at a distance and nodded, pleased with her work. Now if only she had a name to add. Fill in the blank was kind of hard.

But then, maybe someone was taking the whole big sibling thing a little far.

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"Fuck you, I don't breath heavy," he retorted, waving a hand. "But hey, maybe you are totally wrong about me. You wouldn't be the first to underestimate me. I am an enigmatic bloke, Caroline. All my secrets?"

He waved a hand near his stomach and nodded.

"I keep them way down deep beneath the superficial surface that I convey to those around me. It's all down here, buried in my guts and the only way someone's getting to them is by disemboweling me."

Pleasant, right?

"I'm much more for ripping out throats," she reminded him. "So I guess I'm never getting all your secrets, Nathan." It was weird to Caroline to think that in a week she'd likely not get much chance to speak to him again. And he'd probably prefer it that way anyhow.

"Nope, you're not getting any of my secrets," he said lazily, shrugging a shoulder. Maybe she already knew one or two. Whatever, different time. "Aww, disappointed?"

"Well, since you're leaving, it's not like I'd get much use out of knowing your secrets," she replied with a shrug. "Not much point in holding something over you if you're not there for it."

Nathan rolled his eyes and finished off the stolen water. He wondered if she'd get mad if he tossed the bottle at her. For now, he held onto it.

"You'd never get my secrets out of me to use against me anyway," Nathan said confidently. "You're not that good and I am far smarter than you give me credit for."

Fourth Floor Common Room | Tuesday Evening

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