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Post by Cloudy on May 11, 2013 19:27:41 GMT -7
[sure.]
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Post by Spotify on May 11, 2013 19:55:33 GMT -7
Hope woke with a yawn, her eyes blurred with sleep, she glanced at her phone and than headed for the kitchen. When she found no food she wandered back into the livingroom and grabbed a pillow cushion from the couch. She yawned again half way to Raphael's room and than continued on her way."Yo! Wake up! There is no food and I have no idea how to cook. So get your lazy butt up."she said and than started beating him awake with pillow thing. All the while laughing softly under her breath. Once she was sure he was awake she flopped down on his bed and say crisscross applesauce on his bed, a grin on her face.
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Post by Cloudy on May 12, 2013 4:35:12 GMT -7
Raphael mumbled something about poptarts and growled, pulling another pillow over his head. "Okay, okay, God I'm up. Stop!" he grunted, rolling over and shoved her lightly off of him. He gave a low grunt and sighed, pushing himself up to a sitting position. "Fine," he muttered, rolling off of the bed. "Out while I get dressed," he growled at Hope, honey-colored eyes narrowed, "and then we'll get something to eat."
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Post by Spotify on May 12, 2013 6:52:50 GMT -7
Hope grinned,"Well someone's shy ain't he?"she teased, but she got up nonetheless and went to find her clothes from the night before. She didn't remember a few things from the previous night. All she remembered was shadow hunting at a few clubs after her mother had given her up to the fair folk. At the very thought of that memory, Hope began to cry. She had managed to stay strong for the night, but this morning it hit her like a freight train and man did it make her chest hurt.
The young Shadowhunter cried silently. Not wanting anyone else to think her weak. She curled up on the couch and buried herself in the covers. All at once the memories hit it. Her and Raphael kissing. Her and Quinn running for their lives. Her not even glancing at her mother. Her broken ankle. Than her nightly hunt. A shiver ran through Hope at the mention of two names, but it wasn't because she was cold.
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Post by Cloudy on May 12, 2013 16:25:36 GMT -7
Raphael tilted his head slightly, confused. "Why are you crying?" he asked softly. He was bad at dealing with emotions and tended to spout stupid stuff when he was angry, and he sure as hell didn't know how to deal with a crying Shadowhunter. It was beyond his expertise.
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Post by Spotify on May 14, 2013 13:22:08 GMT -7
Hope jerked away at the sound of his voice,"Huh? Oh.. I'm not?"he said and quietly wiped her tears. She sighed as she collected herself,"I wasn't. You must've imagined. Shadowhunters don't cry."she said, nodding.(sorry short)
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Post by Cloudy on May 14, 2013 13:32:15 GMT -7
Raphael's expression softened. "Okay," he sighed, allowing her to deny the fact that she'd been sobbing her eyes out. He was quiet for a moment. "You'll have to go back to the institute today."
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Post by Spotify on May 14, 2013 14:33:58 GMT -7
Grrr. It ate my post
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Post by Spotify on May 15, 2013 18:03:38 GMT -7
Hope's head shot up and a shiver went through her."Okay. Could've just told me you wanted me out."she snapped and just like that. She grabbed her stuff and headed out the door still in a tshirt and a pair of a fuzzy socks. She had no idea where she was going, she just knew she wasn't going home.
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Post by Cloudy on May 15, 2013 18:29:13 GMT -7
"Jesus Christ," Raphael snarled, lunging after her. He slammed the door shut just before Hope could exit. "Do not get mad at me. I was the one who offered you a place to stay because I knew you didn't want to go home." His amber eyes burned with fury and hurt as he met Hope's gaze.
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