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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] His Dorm -> Peter's Dorm -> Walking -> Outside Benny's Dorm
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] | Avalon | Benny [@Hippocamp] |
[b][u]Mood;[/u][/b] Sad -> Curious -> Sleuthy -> Nervous[/center][hr]

Will woke up, sad and a tad hungover. His head was aching and his mouth was dry. After his brief interaction with Sam the night before, he'd come back to his room and fallen asleep, the alcohol from the party taking it's toll. He hadn't even heard Keats come back from wherever the hell he'd been. He got out of bed and dressed himself in sweats and a t-shirt, not interested in looking that presentable today. When he got down to the dining room of the Old East Building, Avalon was sitting at the table, angrily chewing on bacon. Will was just about to open his mouth when she began speaking.

[color=springgreen][b]"Okay, well I think I should start off by stating the fact that you're an awful kisser. Seriously, one of the worst I've ever had,"[/b][/color] she said, earning a chuckle from Will. [color=springgreen][b]"Don't laugh! It's a serious issue! You suck!"[/b][/color] she said, bursting into laughter herself. [color=springgreen][b]"But, in all seriousness, I need your help. Someone attacked me last nig-,"[/b][/color] Avalon began but was interrupted by Will. [color=deepskyblue][b]"Who?"[/b][/color] [color=springgreen][b]"Hold on their cowboy. It was that Peter kid, Peter Malliger. Junior. Little skeez gave me a box with a fucking skunk in it. It's through hard work and determination that I do not smell like absolute garbage."[/b][/color] Will raised his eyebrows in disbelief before asking her, [color=deepskyblue][b]"So what exactly do you want me to do?"[/b][/color]

The redhead smirked as she took another bite from a piece of bacon. [color=springgreen][b]"I want you to find out what happened. It makes no sense for him to just fuck me over like that, he's a Mayweather. So, go to him and get my info,"[/b][/color] she said. Just then her phone buzzed and she ran off, waving a goodbye to Will. As he quickly ate his breakfast, he wondered if it was from Sam, but quickly shook the thought from his mind. It wouldn't do good to dwell.

After a hearty breakfast which consisted of cereal and orange juice, Will headed over to the Old West building, where Peter Malliger resided. He walked up to the second floor and knocked on the door, which was quickly opened up by a half naked Peter Malliger. Will pushed his way in, and fixed the older boy with a long stare. Peter, a mind reader already knew why he was here. [b][color=8dc73f]"Wait, Will! I know why you're here!"[/color][/b] Peter shouted, his voice quavering. Will had a reputation around school as being a hell of a person to fight, and after last night, no one wanted to fuck with him. [color=deepskyblue][b]"I'm here, because someone gave Avalon Middleton a box with a skunk in it last night at the party, and as crazy as that seems, it requires retaliation,"[/b][/color] Will replied, his humor from this morning gone.

Peter shook his head and began to talk again. [b][color=8dc73f]"No, dude that wasn't me! I swear dude, I wasn't even at the party!"[/color][/b] Will laughed at that one. [color=deepskyblue][b]"Really? Then who gave Avalon that package? And why would they pretend to be you?"[/b][/color] Peter looked down at the ground a look of shame on his face, before looking up at Will. [b][color=8dc73f]"Last night, me and Jan were fucking with some Delphie, a freshman. He was just some little twerp but we let our guard down and somehow he tasered us! We didn't even go to the party after that! I swear!"[/color][/b] Will's had a look of disbelief on his face, until he began thinking about the pieces to the puzzle. A Delphina freshman, who produced tasers seemingly out of nowhere, and had a good reason to hate Peter. If someone can just produce tasers, then a skunk in a box might not be too hard. He knew who he was looking for. Allen Hops. He'd seen the kid in the control room, told him his power was cool. Now he was going to have to go fuck him up. He glared at Peter and uttered a warning. [color=deepskyblue][b]"You're a Mayweather. Remember that next time you want to fuck with some freshmen.[/b][/color]

After a well placed phonecall to Ms. Rousseu, he found that Allen Hops resided in the Old East building, and so back that way he went. He wasn't positive what he'd do to him. The kid was obviously a victim, but he also had fucked with Avalon. Sighing, he entered Old East and made a beeline for Hops' room. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door, ready for whatever the kid pulled on him.[hr][hr]
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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] The Old East Kitchen -> The Roof 
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] | Will | Samantha [@HushedWhispers]
[b][u]Mood;[/u][/b] Furious -> Vengeful -> Nervous [/center]
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Avalon had had a rather awful night. Luckily, the internet provided her with a solution to wash the smell away, although it took her around two hours. By the time she fell onto her mattress, she was nearly passed out. The day had worn her all the way down, and she wasn't sure how she'd fare in the next. All she could think about as the darkness claimed her, was how badly she felt.

In the morning however, she was resigned to kick today's ass. She got dressed, did her hair, and made sure she looked hot as hell, before applying a generous amount of perfume, just in case. She ate her breakfast and had her talk with Will, which left her feeling rather energized, and ready for revenge. She knew that if anyone could track down that bastard, it would be Will. However, her kick ass attitude became one of anxiety, as she received a text from Sam. Biting her lip, she shot a reply back.

[center]To:[color=ff4000] [b]Sammie[/b][/color]
[color=springgreen]On my way :)[/color][/center]

She was wringing her hands all the way to the roof, nervous for her first talk with Sam after the events that had transpired the night before. Sure, it wasn't really her fault, but she knew if she'd been in Sammie's position, she wouldn't have been so quick to forgive. She took a deep breath as she reached the entrance to the roof, before finally stepping through, and seeing her friend waiting for her. She gave a nervous wave, and said, [color=springgreen][b]"Hi,"[/b][/color] trying not to let her anxiety show.