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[reinaazarolla]

The urge to barge in was immediately subsided when she saw the state her friend was in, clearly she had interrupted his slumber. Reina gave him an apologetic smile and entered the dorm when he invited her in, closing the door behind her. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you but I didn't know who else to go to right now." She admitted, speaking loudly enough for him to hear her from his room as she stayed in the common area.

"No," Reina shook her head and tucked some hair behind her ear. "I don't think caffeine is a good idea for me right now. My mind is already racing." As he made his cup of coffee she moved to sit on a nearby seat and listened as he spoke about the texts.

When he shared with her what G sent him, her brows furrowed. "What the fuck does that even mean?" Reina rolled her eyes out of frustration. G's messages were never really helpful but she hoped discussing them with Eddie maybe they could piece something together. "In our world manipulation is sadly to be expected." She scoffed as she unlocked her phone and pulled up her messages.

"Mine isn't any more helpful. It says maybe she left because her family wasn't the only controlling one." Reina sighed putting her phone away. "Aren't most families kind of controlling? I mean I've been fortunate with how much freedom my parents had given me but that all went away during the summer. They were so scared to let me out of their sight. You're her brother, do you have any idea what the text could have meant?"

When the last of her words left her lips there was a hint of regret. Although she didn't flat out say it when she read the text out loud and realized who she had gone to, was G hinting that the Morrison family and whoever was referenced in her text were similar? What were the Morrison's controlling over or about, was Eddie willing to share anything? She might have been grasping for straws but that was better than doing nothing. "I just mean, what does G expect us to learn from these texts. I can't just go up to everyone and be all hey is your family pretty controlling, and if yes how so? You know?"

Something shaking under the back of his head woke him up. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzzzzzzz. Blinking repeatedly, he tried to make sense of where he was. Lying, half-awake, in the middle of an all-encompassing darkness. He scratched his eyes as they adapted to the setting, mouth wide open in a lazy yawn. Oh. His dorm. Yes. That seemed right. That was where he was.

Something still vibrated beneath his pillow, though, and when he pushed it aside, he wasn’t surprised to discover it had been his phone, shining with a constellation of notifications. Reina’s desperate texts were the ones he saw first. Are you in your dorm? Answer the door! And, without thinking, he jumped out of his bed, an instinctive sense of urgency propelling him into motion. Groggily, he stumbled out of his room and raced to the door, hoping she would still be waiting outside.

“Hey.” His voice denounced his preoccupation, even if it was clear that he was still transitioning from a state of sensory suspension into one of full awareness. “Sorry, I was asleep.” Evidently. His eyes were bloodshot, his face was marked with the shape of the hand on which he had slept, and he lacked a shirt. “It’s been a long day.” The news about the investigation on his sister’s case – which had reached him early that Friday morning – had obviously taken a toll on him. Yet, he had lived pretty much on autopilot for most of the day until a deep sadness hit after his last class, and he decided to go to bed to try and ignore the intrusive thoughts. “Come in.”

He left the door open for her and turned a couple of lights on as he walked back to his room for a t-shirt and his glasses. As he slipped the shirt over his head, he read the texts she had referred to. Maybe she left because… What the fuck did that even mean? And then the little red bow at the end? The little cherry on top. Jesus Christ, just when things seemed like they were slowing down.

“Do you want some coffee?” He asked, walking back into the common room, already going for his prized espresso machine. His voice had gone from a groggy, lazy croon into an irritated sneer.

“I just read the text.” He said, placing a cup on the tray. “I don’t get the point of these anymore. It’s not like we can fucking use them for anything.” He gave an annoyed shrug and silently watched as the coffee started to drip into the cup. “Mine says Greer left because she saw through someone's manipulations.” He made hyperbolic air quotes, ridiculing the tone of the message.

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"Of course," Reina replied with a nod. "People watching isn't as fun without a drink in hand." She added with a chuckle as she started to prepare a new drink for herself. The idea of starting a fight intrigued her. She quickly poured a shot and took it. "I am not nearly drunk enough to start a fight or clever enough to try to start one that won't involve me." She gave Anya a warm smile, "Don't fret I'm sure fights will break out. We are at a frat party after all and we know how big these boy's egos can get." Reina was trying to decide what drink to make after taking that shot but instead settled on grabbing a bottle of beer. "But if you're truly that impatient, do you have any ideas on how to get one started?"

Anya had, as was usually the case, been sort-of half-dragged to this party by someone who thought they spent a little too much time indoors. Which was, of course, entirely true, but she didn't like the patronising implications that it came with. Like she wasn't capable of making decisions that were good for her without someone fucking intervening.

"Am I allowed to answer that with 'both'?" They ask, holding the bottle of her beer in her hand out in some sort of lofty salute, eyes glancing out at the mass of students around them before returning to meet Reina's. "But people are letting me down. There's not been a single fight yet. Think we should start one?"

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Reina frowned, feeling the smallest tinge of guilt for not realizing sooner of Freddie's return. "I guess I'll just have to make it up to you somehow." She let out a long, defeated type of sigh. She nodded, trying to buy some time before starting to summarize the events that happened last year. It was still hard to believe that the nightmare they all were living was reality. "I can't provide too many details on what happened the fall/winter semester last year since I wasn't around to witness it all first hand but that's when G made their presence known, Penny was found dead during winter break, which has been recently ruled as unrelated to Greer's disappearance. G sent Valentine's at the Heartbreaker Social, Jesse's dad came to campus to film his show and interviewed students on the disappearance of Greer and what happened to Penny, G baited a bunch of us to go to a rave which I was hoping someone would catch the bitch then." She paused for just a second to take a breath.

"Then G couldn't help themselves but to end the school year with a bang. Or well, with a flame. A bunch of us get trapped in a fire, some of us got out luckier than others. And Ida...she was found dead before the fire started. And Sam was arrested for starting the fire." Another sigh left her lips now that she was done recapping everything she could remember. "And now we're here. So welcome back to the shit show."

freddie gives a lacklustre curtsey, pinching the sides of his imaginary dress as he does so. "figured people could do with some cheering up," he says, knowing most people would actually prefer it he hadn't returned. oh well. what's one more problem to add to the list? "you're very late to the welcoming committee, and i'm very disappointed." he crosses his arms, feigning upset. "i was expecting to run into your arms, so i hope you feel responsible for my shitty start to the year." he'd felt somewhat guilty, having returned to ogden at the same time as reina, only to disappear on her shortly after. "ehhh, somewhat. but i'd appreciate one from you, anyway. if you're alright with that."

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Reina could help but laugh, she knew she was short and she was never one of those that got offended when people pointed it out or joked about it. "I would love to experience life as an person of even just average height if just for one day." She shrugged but her tone was joking. She nodded at his question, she was as okay as she could be. She was probably more upset about the texts that still plagued her mind than the spill. "It's just been a day I suppose. Friday the 13th just seems to amplify the bad luck that's been around Ogden for a while now." Reina said with a sigh. "Anyways, are you having fun, is this your first frat party?"

Ambrose followed Reina's gaze towards the group of rude party goers, than back to Reina, giving her a small smile. "Is this a height problem?" He teased her lightly, in attempts to lighten her mood a bit. "I've never had to deal with that sort of thing." But he doubted a silly spill would have gotten anyone in that bad of a mood. If anything the water on the floor might end up being a potential bigger problem, but they'd be away from here and not to blame for that. "Are you okay?" He asked, but shook his head before she could answer. He might not be the best with people but was anyone really feeling great at the moment. "Friday the 13th got you down for some reason?" Or maybe it was those texts that were sent out about whatever was going on at this school. Seemed like bad luck on bad luck on bad luck.

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STATUS: Closed for @cara-mrrsn SETTING: Friday the 13th Party

Reina usually would offer a helping hand if someone was sick at a party, guiding them to the bathroom, holding their hair back if needed, helping them clean themselves up. But right now that was not the case, not when it was some poor guy having what appeared to be a beer chugging contest or others now puking his guts out in the bushes outside. Besides, others were showing some concern for the poor guy, she wasn't needed so instead she disappeared back into the house wanting to leave that unsightly scene behind. "Don't go out there if you have a weak stomach." She warned a few people who were about to pass her as she walked through the door.

Reina went to get another drink, greeting Cara at the drink station. "Hey Cara," she smiled and as she reached for a bottle she hesitated. She wasn't that drunk but she also didn't want to end up like the guy outside. "It's not an Ogden party until someone realizes their alcohol tolerance isn't as high as they thought, am I right?" She laughed a bit nervously before grabbing a water bottle instead of pouring herself another drink. "Don't go outside unless you want to see some poor sap puking their guts out."

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STATUS: Closed for @freddiekolbeck SETTING: Friday the 13th Party

"My goodness," Reina said walking up behind Freddie. "Look who decided to grace us with his presence." She teased him, a small part of her instantly regretting the comment since the reason he was MIA last year wasn't necessarily a good one. At least the first reason wasn't, rehab wasn't to be treated lightly. "When did you get back? For how small this town is I hope I'm not late to the welcoming committee." It was kind of comforting seeing him, they had both been gone at some point last year and they were both crazy enough to return. Although she could say that about any student here, they all came back knowing all the crazy shit that has happened. "Have you been given the rundown of what's been happening?"

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STATUS: Closed for @ironlvngs SETTING: Friday the 13th Party

Reina had been mingling, as one does at these events, and was getting to know some freshmen. The conversation moved to the topic of tattoos and she thought it would be a perfect time to introduce them to Ogden's resident tattoo artist. "Link!" She called as she approached him to get his attention. "I want you to meet some potential..." She started to turn to introduce newbies on campus only to realize they had disappeared. With a frown on her lips she turned back to Link. "Well never mind. It was just some freshman talking about wanting their first tattoos." She shrugged a should while taking a ship of her drink. "They must have gotten distracted or scared."

"It's a small campus, I'm sure they'll eventually find their way to you when they're ready." Reina grinned, "Anyways anything exciting happen since Homecoming?" She hadn't really spoken to him since the last event on campus but she was curious to know if he had gotten texts from G too. She hoped he'd pick up on that and be willing to talk but if not, then she'd have to try again later.

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STATUS: Closed for @morrisxn02 SETTING: Alcott Dorm, 205C - after G's texts but before the Friday the 13th Party

The case is cold, the from the news breaking out all over campus circled Reina's head round and round again. She felt a fire in the pit of her stomach one of rage, hurt, and confusion. How could they give up on searching for Greer? How could authorities think the deaths were unrelated to the disappearance. Deaths, plural, maybe if it was just one death you could rule it unrelated but there have been two. She was about o call her dad to tell him to pull whatever strings he could to get this case back on track but then her phone began to buzz and her screen lit up with new messages.

G.

Reina read the messages as they came in that fire in her only growing with each text. Quickly, she put some slippers on and stormed down the hallway straight to Eddie's room. If she could talk to anyone about this right away it would be him. She knocked on the door, normally at first then a little frantically. "Shit," She whispered thinking maybe he wasn't even in his dorm or maybe everyone was in their own room and couldn't hear her at the door. Instead of knocking again she pulled out her phone to send some texts.

Are you in your dorm? Answer the door! Did you get messages from G?? I'm literally going to go insane if you don't answer the door or tell me where to meet you. I'm freaking out!

After the last message she waited. Either he'd come open the door or her'd text her letting her know where he was.

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STATUS: Closed for @ambroselm SETTING: Friday the 13th Party

"Hey!" Reina shouted at the drunken party guest that was clearly not aware of their surroundings and had bumped into her causing her to spill her drink. Luckily it was just water and it wasn't a huge spill on her clothes, it was mostly on the floor. "Jerk," she mumbled under her breath as she started to move away, using one of her sleeves to try to dry her top. "Some people..." She shook her head finally looking up and seeing Ambrose in front of her. Immediately she forced a smile on her lips, "Hey Ambrose, careful over there," she motioned to the group that caused her mood to go down, "don't get trampled like I almost did." She chuckled trying to make light of the situation. "I hope your night is going better than mine right now."

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STATUS: Closed for @anyaexe SETTING: Friday the 13th Party

If Ogden wasn't throwing an event leave it to Greek Row to find any reason to throw a party for campus. Friday the 13th, a spooky day during the spookiest month of the year, what better time to throw a rager? It was one Reina happily attended, dressed in all black with accessories that paid homage to some classic horror films, she was making her way around the fraternity house drink in hand. It wasn't like Reina was looking for anyone in particular but she did make note of everyone she was seeing and wondered every now and then if or more what G texted them.

She wandered, unknowingly, toward a drink station and downed the rest of her concoction so she could refill her cup. "Anya!" She smiled at the other once she was within earshot. "What's going on, just getting a drink or are you people watching like I am?"

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A brow raised at the sudden change of heart Heath had when he mentioned not taking revenge anymore. Reina didn't buy it and for good reason. Before she could say anything he followed it up with making something up. Revenge was still happening, just without any hard evidence to back up whatever story he was going to spill. "Fair point," She shrugged her shoulders as she walked over to the door and poked her head out. "And good thing too. I think your girl is coming down the hall. Good luck." She gave him a smirk and then left to make her way to her own room, simply giving a smile and a nod to the other girl walking in the hall.

END.

"If we manage to find a diary somewhere in all this junk, then yeah, it would be." Heath shrugged, continuing to rummage through the box on the unmade bed. He'd never been one to get hugely invested in gossip, but if last year had proven anything, it was that it was dangerous to not squash a false rumor as soon as it started. That peripheral thought suddenly sparked another, making him pause. Why was he putting all this effort in when he could just lie? "Huh." He turned around to look at Reina. "Would you believe me if I said I had a sudden change of heart and don't want revenge anymore?" The smile he was wearing said otherwise, head dropping to the side before he clarified. "I'll just make up some bullshit. Easier than wasting our time with all this."

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Ah yes the gossip blog, that would be even worse than making physical copies of an embarrassing story and plastering it all over campus. Flyers can be thrown away but the Internet, that shit last forever even if something seems deleted. You can bet some other person snagged a screenshot, nothing is ever really gone from the Internet. "No," Reina answered him as she looked through on of the boxes. "I haven't had a reason to, nor do I think I know anything juicy enough that the blog would want to share." Even though this plan was her idea she personally wasn't one to air out other people's business just because. "Is this the first time you'll be submitting something to it?"

"Oh." Surprise colored his features, immediately impressed with Reina's quick thinking. Someone else might've started to worry about how often she was needing to devise and execute revenge plans, but Heath was only considering how much he was benefiting in the now of this moment. "I can read," he huffed, just as lighthearted in his defense as she was being, swatting away her pesky hand. "You know, there's that annoying gossip blog, too…" His brows raised, smile growing, sure that she could fill in the blanks from there. It seemed like the perfect tool to disseminate a few embarrassing tidbits about a girl he'd forget by next week. Heath made an open gesture to the box that Reina had already been peering into, welcoming her to dig through it as he turned to another, diving in to search for a diary or journal. "Have you ever submitted something to it?" he asked about the gossip blog, sounding like he was fishing, though he didn't mean anything personal by it.

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"High places, low places," Reina shrugged with a chuckle, "It helps that I've been highly trained in the skill of making friends wherever I go." She added with another laugh. The idea of making each other drinks was one she happily agreed to, and as they journeyed the short distance they had left to the bar she thought about what drink to make him. She could go for something is deemed girly or go for a stereotypical manly drink. Ultimately she decided on make Monty a Mojito because it was one of the few drinks she had learned to master in making. "Cheers, to another year at Ogden. A better one."

END.

"Oh, ho, ho, ho --" he huffed out a few chuffed, teasing breaths as Reina latched onto his arm, immediately soothed by the subject change and welcome distraction of drinks. "You've got friends in high places, huh?" Monty could imagine it, though, and not in that clumsily denied budding alcoholic sort of way that plagued a lot of Ogden elites. But more so that Reina was just such an open and easy person to be around, it wasn't at all a stretch to think she'd chat up a server or ask a bartender how their night was going for once, especially at these stuffy events. "I'm pretty shit at mixing drinks," he confessed, always having too heavy of a hand regardless of what was being poured -- chaser, liquor, even glasses maxed out on ice. "Buuuuut," Monty drawled, jostling Reina's arm as they drew near to the open bar, "how about we surprise each other? I'll make you a drink and you make me one. And we have to drink the entire thing. Deal?"

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"I heard there's a feature on Google know that you can hum a tune and it can identify the song for you. I don't know how well it works or if it would work for classical songs but supposedly it comes in handy in situations like that. People don't remember the words or the name of the song but they can remember a tiny bit of the melody." Reina nodded in agreement, she was probably distracting him and overstayed her welcome. "I'll leave you to it then. If you ever need anything or have questions as a newbie, come and find me." She turned to leave, "See ya later Ambrose," she added with a wave over her shoulder as she left the practice room.

END.

"That makes sense," Ambrose nodded his head. He had never really talked to Greer about that kind of thing. If he would be coming to Ogden or not, he wondered if she would have wanted it, or not. Obviously, he wasn't solely coming here because of Greer and the current situation, but also because his dad had come here. There was always a possibility that it would have ended up being Ogden for him. Then again… he had come here to be closer to the situation, so he'd know what was going on. No need to do that if she were still around. He just… Had to wonder.

He laughed a little bit, and shrugged his shoulders in an airy way. "Could be even worse than not knowing the words, you could not remember the song at all except a tiny bit of it," Ambrose said. That was the worst. "I get like that with classical songs sometimes. It's not always easy to hunt them down even if I try to shazam what I play on the piano." He could play by ear, but sometimes it was still wrong and he would be stuck with some random notes in his head, uncertain of where they came from. "But you should probably go," he teased, looking over at Reina, "the songs are only going to get more and more wordless when I start playing again."

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With a raised brow Reina tilted her head. "You didn't expect people to dress up? Have you met the students of Ogden." She laughed knowing a majority of the people here would take any opportunity to dress in the finest threads. "Five suits can be expensive but it's still nothing compared to what the female population has to buy. At least you guys can mix and match your suits to have endless combinations. Us, it's like we have to buy a new dress of every occasion." She let out a defeated sigh. While it was a hassle sometimes she did love revealing a new outfit. She picked up some of her skirt and gave it a little twirl, "Why thank you. I'm having a decent night, thank god for the alcohol. And you?" She smiled. "Oh!" She started again after a pause having remembered something she was supposed to tell Link. "My mom loves the little camera tattoo you did for me." She held up her finger for him to see the handy work he did last year.

"i honestly wasn't expecting people to actually get dressed up for a college homecoming gala. i mean, i didn't wear much last year, either." last year's was even worse, when greer first disappeared and she wasn't around to keep him and his wardrobe in check. but this year, parker helped out a bit — the jeans still won, at the end of the day. link scoffs at that 'saying' that probably only came from a certain type of world. "whoever said that probably didn't have rent to worry about. don't worry, i wouldn't expect those gifts any time soon — if you wanna buy me gifts, i'm sure you can think of a thousand other things i'd be more interested in." he shrugs with a small grin, putting his hands in his pockets. "you look nice, though. you having a good night? given everything."

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Reina pressed her lips together. Mari had a point, it was speculation of what G really knew. With all the supposed secrets this mystery villain had one could only guess what was known about themselves. Penny or Ida, the mention of the two brought a pang of guilt with how easily she had pushed back their deaths. Maybe it was some sort of denial, that they weren't really dead or that there was no way that she would suffer the same fate. "Right, I guess I take back some of my words." She started thinking about her statement of wanting Greer to be found no matter what. "I want Greer to be found but not at the cost of more lives."

When they were given their drinks Reina gave a small smile to the bartender and then to Mari. "Here's to hoping tonight goes better than last Homecoming. I mean I wasn't there but I heard all about it." She raised her glass to take a drink.

Mari shrugged up her shoulders, not meeting Reina's eyes as she spoke. "Who even really knows what they know?" she said, downplaying the idea of secrets. She wasn't keeping any, there was nothing G had on her, she wasn't hiding. But if that was what she was claiming...well, there had to be something, didn't there? And Mari doubted Reina would so easily admit to having secrets on her side as well - even if it was inevitable they all did. "So we don't end up like Penny or Ida?" she suggested. Not that anyone even knew what that meant. Why Penny? Why Ida? Just more questions without any answers. Though maybe...if it had anything to do with secrets, they were answers better off not being known anyways. 

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Reina chuckled, "Of course the guy wants the quickie option." She rolled her eyes, clearly teasing him. After taking a moment to make sure they were alone, she stepped inside and toward the box Heath had just set down. "For public embarrassment, the first thing that comes to mind is steal her journal, find an embarrassing entry, post it all around campus." She peeked inside the box, not actually going through it, before turning to look back at him. "It's not a long game form of revenge but maybe not the quickest for you either. Since you'll actually have to read and find something worth sharing with the school." Reina gave a few pats on his stomach with the back of her hand, still teasing him a bit on his give me a quickie comment.

The idea of having his parents as personal chaperones all summer made Heath cringe, nearly tempted to ask Reina: is going to Ogden really worth all that? Maybe it was to her, but it certainly wouldn't have been to him. If his parents had wanted him elsewhere, then he would've gone without a fight. That wasn't saying much, though, considering how quickly and how often Heath still fell back into a docile role the second that his father snapped his fingers.

Revenge was a much more fun topic to entertain. "Give me a quickie," Heath answered, not because he was afraid of whatever high cost Reina had in mind, but because he doubted he had to attention span to pull off any sort of elaborate ruse. Commitment wasn't his thing. He turned to step into the dorm room, wandering just far enough to deposit the box on the bare mattress, shoulders rolling after he'd done so. "What's your gut telling you?" he asked, still smiling when he looked at Reina again. "Personally, I'm partial to public embarrassment."