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Realistic or Modern Romance in the Dorms

((Firstly, let's not slut shame, please; secondly, what NorbertM said. It's more about the plot of the roleplay than Lucy's character.))
 
(Yeah, Roberts also drunk.) he frowned, "dudester, I heard her in the back bedroom.. I mean, I think it was her, she's with some guy, he's probably more her style anyways, girls just pass me off as a cheerleader guy anyways." He frowned and sat back down
 
"Du-du-du-du-du, aw, get your shit together man. You wanna grow old and stuff and always wonder how it would have been if you gave her a chance? Or should I say, give yourself a chance? Come on." Pulling Robert with him, he went upstairs. "Princess Lucy!" he yelled. "Lucy!". Opening the first door he saw, he saw a couple kissing with passion inside the room. Closing the door quickly, he walked away quick. "Nope, not her. Lucy doesn't got blonde hair." he said. "Lucy! I...we...no, someone needs to see you!". He turned to Robert, sniffing him. "You drunk? Okay, good. If you can't do it drunk, you won't do it sober either. Also, don't vomit or do something stupid. Just tell her how you feel and tell her you need to go the bathroom a bit or something so you won't end up looking like a fool....or is this a good idea? Should we do this when you're sober...?"
 

Mel


Melody drew in a deep breath before responding to the events that quickly spiraled out of control,



"One, Nadia don't feel that way, 2. Superhero you already lost before I could carry out my plan, and the lucky 3 goes to steroids..."



She stated. She was angry that he would even think of Lu like that. She didn't care whether or not Doyle was trying to get him to find Lucy and confess, Mel wasn't going to let anyone talk let alone think of her best friend like that. She punched him with all of her strength into his jaw hoping she broke it,



"Don't fucking think of my best friend as someone so easy like someone like you. Understand bitch. That sleaze ball you heard is not my friend it's probably some other chick and if you didn't see her fucking some pig with your own eyes then don't assume."



She walked away from the group to cool her head for a bit. If he continued to talk about Lucy like that she'd kill him.

 
(Lol by the end of the night Robs gonna probably be the one who needs the ambulance.)
 
Robert was pulled up and then knocked down. This night was not going at all like he had expected. He rolled over and got up slowly, "F*** this noise, I'm leaving." He rubbed the spot where melody had hit him softly before walking toward the exit ofbthe house.
 
Nadia watched in amazement as events unfolded in front of her eyes. She saw Doyle and Robert leave, hoping they were both alright, before following after Melody for lack of anything better to do. Or for lack of judgement (perhaps following a girl strong enough to break someone's jaw wasn't the smartest move, but oh well). "H-hey, Melody," she said, catching up, and smiling at her. "Don't worry about it." She didn't know what else to say; it wasn't like her to let things get under her skin so easily, even when drunk.
 
Lucy smiles sadly while looking at Spencer. "I suppose so... Bu-" she started but heard the commotion inside and blinked slightly. "What the..."
 

(Lol she's rash what can I say)

Melody


Mel was still a bit pissed but she knew better than to take it out on others,



"How can I not be pissed, he's talking about my best friend and he says he loves her how can I not worry Nadia? Lucy's been there for me when I was going through fucking hell, when I was dying inside, she was there for me. She never talks bad about me nor does she allow others to talk bad about me. Am I suppose to just stand there and listen to the bullshit?"



She asked as she drew in a deep breath to prevent herself from blowing up.



"I feel that if she can do all that for me than I can do the same for her so I refuse to stand here and allow him or anyone else to think of Lulu like that..."



She still felt angry at rob but now she felt angry at herself as well for even thinking that maybe rob would be the right guy for Lucy.

 
Spencer adopts a confused facial expression as he stands up, "I wonder what's going on?" He asks, looking from Lucy to the area the sound had come from. "Wanna go see, or...?"
 
Nadia listened and tried to get herself together a bit. She was probably far from the right person for this conversation. "I uh, I understand," she said, thinking her words through carefully. "No, you're right... but we're all pretty drunk," she said, chuckling. "Especially after that specialty of yours. I think they'll be okay."
 
Lucy gets up slightly. "I suppose so... Who knows what's been happening since our little escape." She said and smiled a bit at him before letting her face go neutral. "You can stay here if you want."
 
"No way! I want to know too." He grins a little before walking in the direction, soon finding Melody and... He didn't remember her name. He walks over to them, raising his eyebrows. "Whatever just happened, me and Lucy both heard it."
 
Doyle walked over to the group slowly. "God dammit Mel." he yelled. "I need to get you in a boxing ring and put all my money on you, you hit like a pro." he said, cracking a small smile. Then, he turned to Lucy and Spencer. "For some reason, you remind me of Doctor Who." he told Spencer, then turned his attention to Lucy. "Robert is having some difficulties telling you how he feels about you. I say we all give Robert and Lucy some time. I mean, look at us. Robert and Lucy, Robert and Lucy, yet did we ever asked them if they wanted this? I suggest we should step back and let them figure it out while we give our advice as best as we know.". Walking over to Mel, Doyle grabbed her hand. "If I remember right, hitting a person like that would clearly hurt your hand a bit. Want to put some ice on it?" he asked her with a soft voice.
 

Melody


Mel giggled as Nadia's and Doyle's comments cheered her up a bit. When Doyle offered Mel some ice Mel looked down at her red and probably gonna bruise knukles.



"Thanks Nadia, thanks Doyle and yes I would like some ice."



She smiled a bit and turned to see Lucy,



"Lu if you do decide to see Rob and he says something hurtful to you find me and I'll take care of him."



She smiled as she thought,



Although I did a good job roughing him up the first time I doubt he'll say or do anything stupid.
 
"Goddamn, now I'm fifth wheeling!" Nadia said, laughing. She seemed to be getting a kick out of the whole thing. "Anyhow, welcome back, party poopers. And hey, Doyle Dixon, I'm not the one who literally dragged Robert along to find Lucy here. Nor am I the one who brought her here. So don't look at me!" If she were honest, nobody was looking at her anyway, and the thought just amused her further.
 
Bobby walked out into the street, then made his way back toward the dorms. He was drunk and flustered about the punch, he wanted nothing to do with that group at the moment.
 
"Point taken." he winked at Nadia and smiled. "From now on, I will let Robert make his own decisions...like he wasn't making them by himself, but you get the picture." he said, then quickly ran in the kitchen to grab some ice from the fridge. Once he returned, he grabbed Mel's hand and put the bag of ice on her knuckles. He kept his hand on the bag of ice and held her hand for some time, then grabbed her other palm gently only to put it on the bag of ice and let go. "Sorry 'bout that." he muttered. "Anyways guys, I think I'll be off as well. I want to check the beach for the first time. I hope it's a good one. Anyone wanna come with me? I won't bite." he joked a bit, while putting his hands in his back pockets.
 
Lucy looks at them and blinks. "I'm so lost.. but the beach sounds so much more better then this party..." she said and smiled a bit. "Because the beach is so calming and the best place to look at the stars as they reflect on the waves..." she said while sighing wistfully. "It's a beautiful sight..."
 
Spencer just looked confused, for a very long time. Too many people were around for one but... "I have no idea what's happening." Spencer says, raising his eyebrows and putting his hands in his pockets. Did that Doyle guy say he reminded him of Doctor Who? He didn't even wanna know why. "I'm up for the beach. If you even want me to tag along, that is."


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