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Prom had been a... Success for the most part, an eventful night that she would be unlikely to forget any time soon. Part of her wondered why she wasn't staying back to help clean up, but she had more pressing things to attend to - her poor, worn out date for example. She had a feeling that if she didn't get Mot back to his bed soon, his eye bags might get eye bags, causing him to become some sort of a... Cowboil zombie with candy and a van.

With her holding onto Mot's hand to lead the way, and Mac supporting the boil on the other side, she wondered if she should strike up some sort of a conversation... Or would Mot be too tired to reply?

"So," She begun as casually as she could, not quite sure if she enjoyed the silence, "What are your plans over the break? Planning to go back home or will you be staying in school?" It was a question directed at both boils, as she looked over her shoulder with a small, sheepish smile.

Mac had been okay with the silence, he was using it and the lack of pressure that came with it to patch up his wounded pride. He let Mot lean on him, but was mildly thankful for the fact he didn't entirely lean on him; the boil wasn't THAT much taller than he was, but he didn't think he could take the weight of someone Mot's size (even if he was skin and bone) without keeling over himself. When the question was asked, he didn't even stop to think about it.

"I'm going home." He informed her, after listening to Mot say he wasn't. "Well, to my Aunt's house - there's no way in the human world am I going to my parents." After that, a string of grumbles could be heard...and they did not sound like nice grumbles. In fact, he was callingthem every name in the book at that moment. "Plus, there's Saide. I think she's going to hunt me down and kill me if I don't see her soon." He reflected on his little sister, the devious but sweet looking brat who had him up on a pretty high pedestal.

"It would still be better than home." Mot replied with a tired sigh. "I'd end up locked in my room surrounded by study material for the whole break. No thanks." He was sure his parents just wanted what was best for him, but Mot did not take kindly to being cooped up against his will. It was not in his nature, no matter how much his parents tried to insist otherwise.

Mot raised a brow at Mac. He seemed... spiteful. He had mentioned a dislike for his parents before, but wow.

But who was Saide? Mot assumed it must be his sister or something.

"... That does sound horrible. Like... Like a prison cell!" She frowned, slowing down a little to walk beside Mot rather than in front of him, "Mother allowed me to do what I want as long as I stayed out of trouble and do the work she gave me... Oh! Oh!" She seemed rather excited all of a sudden as she grinned, "Charlie is staying over, and mother told me that any of my friends are welcome to stay over for the break if they have nowhere else to go!"

She peered over at Mac before smiling, "I bet your aunt and uncle misses you!" Because it sounded to her like he missed them too, "Obsessed? Oh! You have a younger sister?" Her eyes widened as she smiled, "Ohhhh! I always wanted a younger sister. Or any sort of a sibling, really..."

Charlie's probably the closest she would ever get to having a younger sibling.

"Yup, younger sister." He'd already been told that Charlie was staying with Lizzy, but he was told by Lizzy. He's not entirely sure how he felt about his best friend not letting him in on this little piece of information, but that was an issue that would be addressed later. Right now, he saw the Reaper dorms, and he wanted to be there.

"You can have mine, and--" Mac paused, rolling his eyes at Mot's little question there. "She's got all the snarky brat that runs in the family, amplified because she, and I'm only going to say this once, is a little ghoul. No offense." He added as an afterthought to Lizzy.

"No way man, I gave her my sister, she's out of the only child club." Mac all but whined, shaking his head. The Reaper dorms were getting closer and closer, close enough for mac to see some of the larger cracks in the stairs to the door. Yeeeessssss bedtime soon.

Stay at Lizzy's over break?

. . .

Mot fell silent for a while, seriously considering it. Sure, Charlie would be there, but it could be fun to torment the demon. "Well... I guess so. Sure, I'll come." Mot conceded uncertainly. "I guess staying at school might be boring if everyone isn't going to be there."

Mot laughed a bit at Lizzy's disbelief. "Yeah, I know Roch. Met at open house, and me, him and Shun went shopping to get them some clothes for Prom." He thought he was a pretty cool guy. A little rambunctious, but cool. Shun was.. well, quiet. He had no opinion of him yet.

Mot smirked. "Oh cool. Me and Mac have two clubs now!" Hat club and Only Child Club!

And there they were! The stairs of the Reaper dorms! Mot stopped, letting go of Lizzy's hand and relieving Mac of his duty as his leaning post. "I think I can walk under my own power for the last bout of the trip." He said reassuringly. He appreciated the help, but it was a bit embarrassing. "Shall we?" He asked, walking up the steps and holding open the door for the others."

"Yayy! Mother always wanted a... Livelier household. When I moved into school after enrollment, I had to leave her by herself..." Her voice faded before she chuckled, smiling sheepishly, "Would be nice to get the house lively again!"

Open house...

"OH! YES!" She said rather suddenly, as if remembering something, "You were there when Roch borrowed my guitar! Guess what? I decided to go look for him after the open house to get my guitar and he was peddling on Vein Street!" She frowned, "We got chased down the street by some werewolf guy asking him to 'pay up' on behalf of someone... It was rather... Thrilling." She had to admit that she had fun! Yup, best to keep Lizzy away from the bad boils.

"I would adore a younger sister to play tea party with!" She pouted before looking thoughtful at Mac's question. That was, until he suggested crashing at the Reaper dorms. She blinked before her eyes widened.

"Wha- But..." She blushed, fidgeting with the end of her braid, "Um... May I?" She was getting pretty sleepy, but she had unfinished business with Mac.

Oooh Mac did not like the idea of Lizzy having been to Vein Street. Even worse to hear she was chased down. This Roch guy? Ha ha, he'd be remembering that name. The Reaper wasn't sure where this urge to protect her came from, nor was he sure what he would do about it, but he did know one thing; something was going to happen to fix the Vein street chase incident.

"I don't mind." Mot's 'clever' teasing received an equally teasing punch to the arm. There was little power behind it because a) he did want to start a fight and b) he was too tired to actually deck the boil. All of his resolve to do so faded away a long time ago, but pretend revenge would be a good place to start maybe.

"Well, c'mon then." He waved Lizzy inside, following them both into the building and up to their dorm rooms.