CLOSED STARTER FOR @cleograhm !
it had been a rough day. news of lydia’s survival should have inspired hope, but instead, it just put parker in an even more frenzied mood. on top of the shitstorm of emotion he had been dealing with, trying to WEATHER the storm in that burning-hot head of his was absolutely exhausting. music usually would have done the trick –– it was the perfect cover, too. practicing in the music room was technically ‘studying’ for him; and yet still, it got stuffy and his fingers would become tired after a while.
so he sought out to find cleo, to bother her for a while, but really to catch up with her, ask how she was doing. and so, down the hallway he skipped, knowing that cleo liked to hide out in some of the classrooms when lectures were not in session –– nobody really bothered her there. “knock, knock,” he said, in synch with his knuckles rapping on the door to the room. “i hope you’ve done enough studying for now, because i am in need of a BREAK,” he whined as he dramatically laid out on top of one of the many empty tables.
