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“Depends on what ya mean by ‘normal’ I guess.” He shrugged a shoulder and crossed his arms over his chest.

“I never really went on any dates when I was younger so… as long as I’m with you I’ll probably be enjoyin’ myself.” The paused, seemingly thinking.

“Why?”

     The response he gave was much... mushier, than she’d expected. She turned to him, her expression not altering in the slightest, but her body movements--drawing back slightly and somewhat facing downwards as she still looked at him-- suggested a small hint of surprise. 

‷ Well… this fuckin’ sucks.” Devin muttered, despite the situation being more than obvious. He lifted his flask to his lips and threw his head back in a desperate attempt to get the last swig of his vodka.

He sighed and jiggled the door knob for what felt like the twentieth time, still locked. Without really thinking about it, he slammed his shoulder against the door, throwing all of his body weight against it resulting in huge THUMP. Devin was a small guy, but he could do a bit a of damage.

The killer slowly turned to Sophie, a scowl on his face as he rubbed his arm. That’s gonna leave a bruise, dumb ass. ‷ So uh… what now?”

     Sophie had backed herself into a corner, fingertips pressing at burns that had developed on her cheeks upon being tossed into the room. She’d nearly become the stone that surrounded them in attempt to avoid the sunlight that filled in through the barred windows.

      Her attention had been forced upon the burns so she may not acknowledge the situation-- her breathing had already become noticeable, which meant it was labored for her kind. 

     Upon hearing him speak, Sophie’s white gaze shot upward and she swallowed hard as if such a thing would calm herself. Of course, it didn’t, but she didn’t really know what else to do.

A hand instinctively lingered over his middle, he knew all too well how it felt going a while without any food or water. Needless to say, it's not fun. Which only made Devin more anxious with each passing minute.

It didn't help to see Aspen struggle just to move; his first instinct was to rush over to her and help. But, he had a previous goal in mind. " Yeah, yeah... I'll be right back. I'm sure they're fine."

     When he agreed to find her cats, she nodded gently, in a way that was barely noticeable, as too much movement would send her head spinning again. 

       When the door opened up, the man couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh of what could only have been taken as annoyance. Then again, how could he not? He had seen this face way too many times within the short amount of time they had been acquainted with each other.  While this may not be a problem in other situations, if you are a nurse at a prep school, and the acquaintance happened to be a student, one may begin to see a problem. 

        The nurse only glanced up at the adolescence in front of him, a singular eyebrow cocked up in mild interest. He asked a question he was pretty sure both of them knew by now.