#robbiestarter

"Class dismissed," The professor announced, sending his students packing and huddling out of a door. Amongst them, a curly-haired brunette with piecing blue eyes parted from the crowd, talking into a cell phone. "Yeah..." Liam mumbled into the phone, standing against a far wall to stay out of the way. "Yeah, alright..." His tone was empty, monotone. To say that Liam was a little run-down would be a bit of an understatement. However, the brunette had been doing his best to get his life together. The ex-Erased test subject had been taking classes to earn his degree between therapy sessions and move on. Still, he was tired of fighting with his family (namely Isidora, whom he never understood). Despite how much he felt like they'd been through, getting along was out of the question. They still didn't talk about their time there, and if Darcy wasn't still a part of their lives, it would be hard to accept the fact that the whole experience was real. "Yeah. I've gotta print out this essay. I'll catch up with you later, Monica," Liam spoke into the phone, his apathetic tone never faltering as he spoke with his step-mother. He hung up and tucked his phone into his pocket, deciding to just take a seat at the patio for a moment. He took out his computer to make some last minute edits on his essay, unable to stop himself from staring off into space, zoning out with his fingers limp at the keyboard. 

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Just leave me alone."