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“Everyone tries to make ‘em scary, leaves them being more of a joke than something to actually fear.” She shrugs, a hand coming up to gently re-adjust her neck-brace. “Maybe it’s just all they had. So un-creative that they just took the first costume they found.” But of course she had thought about the costume more than that. She’d seen it, considered it and then picked it. Nothing un-creative about that.

“Exactly--at least pick a clown or something I mean come on--clowns are enough to scare anybody into next week. A devil though--now that’s just sloppy” she added, smiling slightly as she was quite glad it wasn’t in fact a clown in among them. “Points for trying though, I guess”

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     “With all due respect…” he inclined his head in a polite manner. “… some people actually live here and you give them no other choice but to listen.” There was a sigh. He really hated to get engaged in the heated conversations. However, it’s been a crazy week for usually quiet Taejun and although it wasn’t even nearing the end, he has already had more than enough. Perhaps that was the reason why he talked back at the younger female. “What is even about? Does the entire world need to hear about your issues?”

“I think seeing as I have no idea what else to do but to express my emotions through speech instead of going slowly insane in this little head of mine then yeah--they do” she snapped back, not really being one to express her issues to the rooftops anyway but this time it was becoming harder and harder to just keep everything inside. Each little image of what had been happening these past coming days just re-playing themselves in her head.

STARTER CALL

Scream - Dawn of the Dead (2x05)

She notices the blonde’s gaze drift to her neck-brace, but she doesn’t say anything about it. “I still can’t believe they turned the school mascot into their killer costume. I mean, no one found it scary when the mascot wore it.”

Brooke nodded along to her statement and thought about the mascot for a second. It really was something she had been weary of but all in all, admired the design from afar. “You have a good point, devils are so underrated as being scary now anyway”

     “I do not mean to interrupt”, so awkward and as far from being an adult as possible. Next sentence was louder. “Your little bickering is out of place.”

Brooke looked down for a moment in order to gather her thoughts and perhaps engage in this conversation the best way she possibly could, with at least a little bit of dignity and pride despite his attitude getting to her the most. The blonde really couldn’t help arguing or creating a scene which may or may not be relevant to the situation but she had been through a lot. Surely she was entitled to just a bit of moaning. “With all due respect, you don’t have to listen to it”

          he hadn’t expected much - not an ounce of sincerity or something akin to a warm welcome - for in light of recent events, he understood that they were all on edge & even beyond that. even in a way that transcended being the ‘lakewood six’, that lurked a hundred miles past what they had believed to be the finish line. they were on different sides of the social divide. they were brooke - the popular girl with a rich daddy & noah - self confessed nerd & serial killer enthusiast. yet, for some unknown reason, he’d anticipated more. a speck of lenience. authenticity over feigned innocence. nimble digits toyed with the strap of his messenger bag, sneaker clad soles shuffled atop linoleum. “ i just came to see how you’re holding up. but now i see it was hardly necessary & there’s every chance i’m wasting my time. “

His tone of voice seemed shaken as Brooke stood almost paralyzed with every image under the sun travelling back and forth within her brain. She didn’t mean to seem aggressive as she repeated the statement again and again in her head, the question she presented in itself being simple enough but perhaps the way her soft mouth articulated the words being a little less...polite then she perhaps could have been. “Well you--” she paused, taking back any sarcastic or obnoxious thought she had to say to him for a moment. There were better ways to talk after what had just happened so she exhaled deeply and added “--I’m fine Noah, sorry”

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