[Better than she is. Her hair is down; it's been brushed that day, but it's been a couple of hours. She looks exhausted; her eyeliner has long since gotten smeared and she isn't wearing lipstick. For once, she's casually dressed: simple black stretchy pants and a tyrian purple fitted tee.
Her return smile is just as strained, and she all but falls into a chair.]
Did Eridan blame you for the whole thing? Decide that the whole school hates him?
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Her return smile is just as strained, and she all but falls into a chair.]
Did Eridan blame you for the whole thing? Decide that the whole school hates him?