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"Can I just sit with you then?"
"Can I just sit with you then?"
"If you need to talk I'll be right here."
Darren rested his head up against the wall next to the bathroom and silently gestured for Lillian to sit next to him. He seemed almost annoyed that he couldn't get through to Paige but he knew that somethings just took time.
Paige was breathing heavily, and she clamped a hand over her mouth to calm her rasping breaths. She didn't reply.
Lillian sat next to Darren. She sighed and pulled out Paige's phone. She then placed it next to her.
"It would be really wrong to go through her texts…" Darren sighed staring at the phone then meeting Lillian's eyes.
Don't read those texts, don't read those texts, Paige prayed.
(I'll just pretend Lloyd followed them lmao)
"Paige." Lloyd said calmly. "I need you to calm down. Take deep breaths, relax. When you're ready, please tell us what's going on."
Lillian looked into his eyes nodded, "Yes it would. I haven't yet, and I don't plan to. Unless it seems really serious."
Darren stood up and paced outside the bathroom, his anxiety only growing.
"I won't… I can respect her right to privacy." Darren agreed
Paige heard Lloyd and shook her head wildly side to side. My friends, my best friends…
Lillian stood up and looked to Darren, "I know. Everything's going to be okay Darren."
"It's her business. If she wishes that we don't read these 'texts' you're talking about, then we shant. What is a text, by the way?" Lloyd had never owned a phone. He never had need for one, as ordinary human phones couldn't contact his family and he didn't care about apps or anything.
"It's a message you send to people on phones… You can have conversations stuff." Darren looked in disbelief for a second before remembering what Lloyd was.
Darren continued to pace.
Paige's stomach lurched and she ran into a stall before throwing up into a toilet. Guilt… guilt… It made her sick to her stomach. She continued to gag incessantly.
Darren stopped. "Did she just throw up?"
"Screw privacy, someone needs to go in there!"
"Paige?! Are you okay?" Lloyd could hear her making some sort of noise, and it didn't sound good. He was unfamiliar with this kind of thing, as angels rarely vomited unless something was gravely wrong with them. They had no need for human foods, although water was still necessary for survival. Food was eaten solely for pleasure or important events requiring a feast.
"I'll do it," Lillian volunteered. She walked up to the door and knocked, "I'm coming in."
Paige couldn't think. Her head was wild. She screamed the first name that came to her mind: "Lillian!"
Darren sighed and began, once again, with his pacing this time playing with his hands and staring at his feet.
"I'm here," Lillian said from the other side of the door, "What's going on? Are you going to freak out if I come in to help you?"
"Hey Lloyd, what do you think about Lillian?" Darren looked up from his feet to look at Lloyd.
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