Gone Girl

“Sorry, is that supposed to hurt my feelings?” Corban scoffed. “I’m not miserable, I’m perfectly happy, but don’t pretend like you know me Travers.” He hissed, eyes narrowing. “Good. I don’t want to be fucking fixed. So piss off.”

“Why would it? Both of us know it’s the obvious fact.” Katrina rolled her eyes. “I’ll pretend as much as I bloody want to, Yaxley. Especially when it’s so fucking obvious.” She didn’t want to stay around him any longer, not when doing so was just raising her pressure. “Gladly.” With that, she turned on her heal and walked away, slowly turning her walk into a jog.

“Right. Of course not,” Andromeda shook her head. “Just… take it, if you’re going to be like this. Perhaps next time, eat it in the kitchens like everyone else. Less likely to be caught stealing that way.”

“Fine, mum. I’ll sneak around a bit more so you cannot catch me and judge me. No matter how much you enjoy it.” Katrina rolled her eyes before smiling again. “That sounds good enough for you?”

“Now I’m curious to know what the worst things that happened in this room is,” she said, pausing for a moment before shaking her head. “Actually, that might be too much information.” She stepped into the room, her shoulders visibly relaxing now that she knew she wouldn’t have to pretend. No one else was here, no one else was watching her every move, she could just rest and spend time with her sister. “I brought some clothes. I figured it wouldn’t be too long of a walk if I needed to get more.” Despite relaxing, she didn’t want Katrina to truly know how injured she was, even if she knew her sister wouldn’t judge her, the worry was still there. The bandages on her arm and her torso were covered with her clothes, and she’d been adamant in the Hospital Wing that visitors not be allowed while she was being treated, but now that she was out, it was harder to avoid curious looks. Alina moved to the bed and sat down, allowing herself a moment to breathe before she looked up at Katrina. “You don’t need to become a shut-in just for me.” A small smile tugged at her lips. “Just think of this as one of our wine nights, okay? We don’t have to address the current situation.”

“You most likely don’t what to know about them.” Katrina pointed out with a small, cheeky smile. “Atta girl.” She teased her, her smile slowly turning into a grin despite the worry that remained deep within her as she watched her sister move. She could tell the girl was in pain, that much was obvious. “You know I could just bring you some clothes. Or you can wear mine, I don’t mind.” Kat offered. Really, she just didn’t want Alina moving around, hurting herself, and potentially putting herself at risk. If it was all up to her, she’d make the girl stay in her room until she was all fully healed up. “Excuse me? So you’re saying I cannot use you as an excuse to just stay in my room? That’s not fair.” She joked, moving to sit next to Alina. She was careful, however, fearing that any rough movement would bring pain to the poor girl. She couldn’t help but worry, after all, no matter what Alina told her. It still bugged her to this day that she didn’t know who had hurt her, and that she couldn’t get her anger out on them. “I’m definitely down for some wine nights. How about food, too? We can always improve those nights.”

“I promise I wasn’t,” Milo laughed, shaking his head. “Just stuck inside my own head, unfortunately. It’s been… a rather stressful few weeks.” He admitted with a sigh. “Care to distract me from that?”

“Then let’s use all this to our advantage, shall we?” Kat offered, a cheeky smile appearing on her face. “You don’t have to ask me twice! Come on, let’s get alcohol first. Then we can get this party started.”

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Milo blinked twice, turning to the other with a sheepish grin. His mind had been elsewhere, and he wasn’t entirely sure how long he’d been standing there. “Sorry, I uh, was in a world of my own there.” He admitted, pinching the bridge of his nose, before pushing up his glasses. “Were you saying something?”

“Soon enough, I’ll just start flat out assuming that you’re ignoring me on purpose, Podmore.” Katrina teased him. Granted, she really wasn’t talking about something really relevant- just the usual nonsense people seemed to be obsessed in parties like this one. “Tell me about the world you were in instead, then.”

“Oh if you love that, then wait till you see me in full action.” The blonde wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, smirking at Kat. “Is that so? In that case, do show.” Her smirk only extended as she let herself be pulled towards the other without any protest. “What, my word isn’t enough?”

“Is that a promise for a next time?” Kat questioned the girl. She didn’t need to be challenged again. While people surrounded them, no one paid attention, everyone far too focused on their own fun; and so Kat leaned in, brushing her lips over Alecto’s. “Mmm, no, I need far more solid proof that that.” She teased the other, fully pressing her lips against Alecto’s.

“There’s definitely plenty of place in my room to hide them.” Theo started with a grin. “Although I can’t assure you I won’t just eat all of them.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” Kat narrowed her eyes at her friend. “Or do you want me spending my days in your room, guarding my food?”

rita chuckled at that, playing with her fingers nervously as she scooted over to make room for katrina. she hadn’t had anybody be super sympathetic to her, so it was a bit strange. “then i suppose we have something in common,” the smaller blonde sniffled, shrugging. 

“Probably.” Kat shrugged as she settled down next to Rita. It didn’t take a genius to tell that the other was nervous. Upset too, probably. “And when I’m doing really, really well, I celebrate with alcohol.” She paused, with a small frown. “And yet I haven’t stocked up on it on so long.” She knew she was rambling, but maybe, just maybe, it would either make Rita focus away from her own issues. “When I first got here, I never thought this castle had places like this.”

“Kinder what?” Corban stared at her for a moment. “Well clearly not. They’re two entirely different things, but then again I wouldn’t expect to comprehend that.” Corban rolled his eyes. “Why the fuck would I want to change? I do what I want, when I want and nothing’s gonna stop me. What’s wrong, Travers? Did you think someone such as yourself could really fix me? How naive you must be.”

“You’re an idiot, that’s what.” Kat bit back. They were absolutely childish, and their threats were pathetic, but still, she couldn’t help it. “You do what you want, yet you still look miserable? I don’t think even you know what you want, Yaxley.” She made a face at the mere thought of being the one to change him. Maybe, so long ago, that was exactly what she thought, but even she wasn’t so optimistic anymore. “No one in their right mind would ever think they can fix you.”

“Perhaps not, but is it?” Andromeda arched an eyebrow. “Perhaps I do, perhaps I don’t. I’m simply making a comment.”

“I will not confirm nor deny.” So Katrina was oddly stubborn about it, but she wasn’t willing to let the girl know anything. “So you do, then. You don’t have to hide it, it’s to be expected.”

“don’t try and be so noble, travers, it doesn’t suit you.” rita half-joked, blowing the ash at her feet away with her wand as she spoke. “…i’m fine.” she added, not meeting the others eyes. “…thank you.” she grimaced, as sincere as she could be.”

"I know, it feels weird.” Kat grimaced at the thought of that, yet her joking soon faded away as she watched the girl. She could’ve just turned around and walked away, but something pushed her to keep questioning Rita. “I tend to hide away from everyone else when I’m fine, too.” She spoke, walking over to where the girl was sitting.