#outlcws.

lavinia had been keeping her head sown as much as she could. some would say that she was being quieter than usual but the various tragedies around didn't make her seem nearly as suspicious. the young woman knew she was in far too deep but what did she have to lose? she'd lost everyone she'd cared about, that cared about her and now there was indeed blood on her hands that no one else knew about (some detectives may have had their suspicions but it was never going to be enough). catching a glimpse of a familiar face, her expression lit up as her stride fastened in order to reach kittiya. "hello, you!" her voice being slightly higher conveyed her excitement. "long time, no see. was getting to the point that i thought you were avoiding me or something." a laugh escaped her but it was a nervous one - what if that was exactly the case? lavinia didn't have many friends, her and kittiya always had a great time out together so had she done something on one of those nights to change that? "are you busy? on break?" her somewhat erratic behaviour reeked of her own desperation.