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The Roof [Thursday evening]

So. She was really, obviously,stupid to think that things would be different here, right? Like...she could just have friends here, and be happy, and oh, god, last week she'd had a party and people had come and no one had made fun of her or paid her at all, and she had a homecoming date, and --

Well. Probably not, anymore. Olive was back to feeling just as ostracized as she had back in Ojai. And it wasn't even that she was embarrassed about what she'd done -- that was a little bit of it, sure. But the reason she was up here on the roof, crying, her knees tucked up to her chest -- and crap, now the cliches were following her, too -- was that she'd gotten used to things just being...normal here. And now the whole thing had followed her after all, and there was a common room of people she actually cared about laughing at her all trussed up in lingerie, who all knew about all of the lying.

So, yeah. Cliche or not, she would just sit here and feel sorry for herself, and then run back down to her room and pack her things before Karolina could notice she was gone. Or something. That didn't seem like the most intelligent course of action, but she couldn't think clearly at the moment.

[totally open, obviously.]

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Despite his noble intentions down in the common room, it still took a few minutes for Victor to find Olive. He checked her room first, then got some crazy idea she might have left the building and wasted time going down and out and onto the sidewalk before he -- quite by chance -- glanced up and spotted the telltale flash of red hair.

"Hi," he said, almost sounding out of breath once he was finally in the same place as her. "I -- do you even want me here?"

Olive glanced up at Victor, a bit surprised. She...hadn't expected to be followed, honestly. "Oh hey," she said, casual as she swiped a hand across her eyes, her voice even throatier than usual. "I -- sure. Free roof."

Kenzi had looked around for a bit, grabbed some chocolate and CocoPuffs from her room, then kept looking, then found some drinks, then kept looking, then grabbed a plush elephant...

So yeah, she had stuff in hand by the time she found Olive. "Hey. Um." She squirmed, then held out the elephant. "Here!"

"...you brought me an elephant?" Olive was mostly confused, but gingerly reached out to take it.

It was better than, you know, picketing? Though honestly she hadn't expected that from Kenzi, either.

Kenzi flopped down, and broke open the chocolate. "Yeah. I mean. I could offer a hug? But. The elephant can hang out indefinitely, you know?" She held out some of the chocolate. "Dude. That video was awesome. Why are you crying?"

Kenzi... didn't quite get it. Her own life being what it was. But she was really sorry Olive was upset.

"You know," Atton drawled from the stairwell, "I still have like half a bottle of... whatever this is left."

He held it up. "Unmarked. Whoever dropped this off at the fridge was good."

Maybe it had been him while he was drunk. Who knew?

Toby had 'heard' Olive before actually seeing her, downstairs, and that reaction meant he was up and following her to the roof. "Hey," he said quietly as he approached, sliding down to join her.

Olive shook her head, waving him off. "I don't drink, remember?" she reminded him. "But hey, maybe you guys can all go make a drinking game out of my public shame. Take a shot every time I make a horrible decision!"

It was a little more bitter than she'd usually act, but still.

"Hi," Olive said quietly. "So now you know the whole thing. Feel better with the blanks filled in?"

"It was awesome?" Olive echoed, incredulously taking a piece of chocolate. "Um, are you high? Maybe the pep rally was but you didn't see that." Oh, Olive. There's still so much you don't know. "I completely wrecked everything I had going for me at my old school. And now at this one, too."

A long pauses, as Kenzi nibbled, frowning. "Stillll not getting it," she admitted. "You ran a classic scam. It kinda went sour on you. Spun out of control and into a wall, igniting your life... then you owned it and put up an awesome video and called people out on being shits." Frown. "Want some cereal?"

"I... don't know if 'better' is exactly the word?" Toby admitted. "It explains some things, though, I guess?" he said with a shrug.

"And I got expelled," Olive reminded her, ignoring the cereal for the moment, "and people at school still pretty much think I gave a kid chlamydia, and that I slept with half the student body, and I ruined my favorite teacher's marriage...."

"No toll?" Victor asked, then wished he hadn't tried for the joke. "Look, I -- obviously you didn't mean for us to see that."

And he'd watched it anyhow, and barely objected. He wasn't a very good guy to be dating, sometimes.

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Okay, so all that stuff was important to Olive. And some of it kinda was. But. "Okay, you didn't ruin that guy's marriage, his ho-bag wife who was all sleeping with a student did. Not cool." Kenzi cocked her head. "And that's why you left, right? But you're here now, so..." She scowled. "How can they still think you gave a guy clap after that all went down?"

"I was going to tell everyone," Olive said, fairly miserable as she rested her head on her knees. "Eventually."

"People are dumb. And it's not like I care what anyone thinks, obviously, but...." Olive shrugged, sighing. "I kinda care what people think. Not everyone. But coming in and seeing people who I thought were my...who I thought I was cool with, watching it? Yeah."

Atton shrugged. "You ran off like you could use one," he said. "Your loss."

He took a step onto the roof and squinted up at the sky. "By the way," he said, "The only genuinely horrible decision you made was thinking that was worth making a vid about. Half an hour of my life I'm never getting back."

Olive shrugged a little, hugging her knees. "But you did," she said miserably. "Who found it?"

Part of her was terrified it'd been Victor googling her out of curiosity -- she hadn't gotten a good look at everyone in there.

"Ohjeez." That, Kenzi got. She offered Olive a bottle of soda. "Sorry? I mean, really sorry. It was there in the Common Room, and it was on the web, and I always put up shit that I think is hilarious and I ... damn. We should've called you before we started watching and... it was funny! You're funny! And that costume was sweet! And... Olive, it didn't change how I think about you, allright?" Look, she'd used her name! Not called her dude! Completely sincere, here!

"That," Olive noted, "is not true. I made a lot of really, really dumb decisions."

Pause.

"And the video was necessary, when I made it. Maybe not...now."

"Sure, it was dumb, but trust me, that was nothing," he said, putting the bottle down and wandered over to Olive, offering her the Pringles tube and the two lonely chips inside. "You should meet some of the Twi'leks I know."

"Topher," Victor said, after a long pause during which he settled next to her. "He said it just came up when he searched your name, so I figured you probably knew it was out there, and by the time I realized what it was ..."

He'd been curious. There'd been corset tops. He didn't finish the sentence.

"Are you gonna be okay?"

Olive just rested her head on her knees. "Okay," she said, because she really didn't believe that. People would think of her differently, now, no matter what. "I mean, obviously it was out there and I knew about it, but I just didn't think people were gonna find it here."

"What's a Twilick?" Olive asked, taking a chip but not eating it. People were apparently just going to bring her food tonight.

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