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They were outside Maebe's door. Otto had been up and down with mood swings since the fight between them. He'd almost been willing to apologize after hours of sulking, only to become angry or upset again after a breakout in Twitter.

Cami lost her patience.

The pair were outside the door. Otto knocked. He wasn't sure what was going to happen. He was still mad. But he was also sorry.

After last night Cami's bullshit tolerance was so low as to be an imaginary number. She was hurt, mildly depressed, irritated, and lonely all at the same time. It turned what might have simply been clouds in front of her usual sunshine into a ******** solar eclipse of epic proportions. Maebe was drunk, Otto was sulking, and she just was done with it.

So that morning she'd given Otto two options. 1) Go willingly with her down to Maebe's to talk to her and work it out or 2) be dragged down to Maebe's by his ear to talk to her and work it out. If she had to lock them in a goddamned closet until they talked to each other, or even ******** out the aggression, she'd do it. Cami could handle Otto's sulkiness or Maebe's aloof pretend bullshit.

Not both. Not at the same time.

Otto was, thankfully, reasonable and subdued which in and of itself was grating on her nerves. She missed his smile. She needed it right now. Opening the door the flame-haired woman walked inside and shut the door a little more forcefully than usual. "Good morning, sunshine!" Her voice was also pitched slightly higher because, damn it, she wasn't feeling entirely sympathetic. That she had a bag with water and aspirin, well, that was for later.

Maebe let out an audible cry of pain when the door slammed, and Cami's loud voice set her world to spinning with agony. She grabbed her pillow and slammed it down over her head, whimpering helplessly into the bed - Cami was going to make her head actually explode, she was sure of it.

There was enough of a pause between Cami's cheerful greeting and Otto's quiet words, to allow Maebe's hearing to return from the high pitched ringing the door banging had caused. She heard him, but she made no move to respond until he'd gone quiet. There was a tense moment of silence, before the soft shift of cloth sounded movement within the blankets, and a tentative hand reached out to blindly feel whatever it was he'd put on top of her.

Once her hand had a hold of the offering, it clamped down, and slowly slid it all back under the blankets. She had not yet emerged, she'd simply taken the flowers and candy into her fortress of solitude. But under those blankets, hidden from the world, Maebe felt like she was going to explode again - only this time, it was her heart.

Flowers.

"I'll forgive you if everybody stops screaming." Finally, she spoke, in the quietest muffled whisper under the blankets. She shifted her cover just enough so that one tired eye could peek at them both, but accidentally exposed part of what was obviously a very tightly, desperately clutched bouquet of flowers. She held them against her like a lifeline, because no one had ever given her flowers before. Ever.

A good sign, all in all. Maebe had taken the flowers and candy into her little cubby rather than threw them of snipped off the heads. Otto felt some relief, sinking down to sit nearby Cami.

He was still sulking. He just wasn't angry anymore.

Cami wanted to be angry. Wanted to open her mouth and boom out with the strength of lungs used to cross-country runs across the island every morning, lungs that would have made a drill sergeant proud with the volume and ability of her voice to carry. Yet she couldn't help but reach under the blankets and smooth messy blonde hair back from a pale face, kissing Maebe's forehead softly as she stroked her head. "Everything? Even me?" It was a tease in a voice as quiet as she could manage. Looking up she saw Otto's skateboard and she shifted her body so that Maebe wouldn't look up to see it, wouldn't be immediately reminded of the feud that had brought them here. "Do you still want to tear Taym's throat out with your teeth?" She sounded just a little hopeful.

Reaching down, because it made her feel better to do so, Cami's fingers linked with Otto's. Only he knew how truly upset she'd been about the whole thing and, hopefully, he wasn't going to be telling anytime soon.

Right. The Taym thing. He'd mistaken the exchange before as Cami flirting with Taym when he'd caught a peek at her phone, sending him into a puddle of tears and jealous misery to which Cami had to deal with.

It wasn't pretty.

"Be my guest." He murmured lowly. He was also put off that they both held wishes to bang America too. He was jealous through and through, and it was easy to spot.

Otto and Maebe had been idiots about the skateboard, and each other. It was clear by the hangover and the flowers, that each in their own way had decided they might have gone a little overboard. But for once, Otto and Maebe were the least idiotic in the room, and that gave Maebe enough strength to sit up, between the two of them, and lean heavily back on Otto as she stared at her girlfriend. Her lids were heavy, and her face was tired, but she smiled a slow, knowing smile.

"Uh huh." She drawled out, clearly calling bullshit on the entire affair.

She turned her head back just a little, until she could see Otto out of the corner of her eye to confirm that she was right, but seeing him so close and feeling him against her reminded her that they hadn't actually made up yet, and she slumped with just a hint of heavy guilt. Why was she teasing Cami about Otto when she couldn't even get a handle on her own relationship with him?

Blinking several times she looked from Maebe, to Otto, then back again. Color started to creep up her neck as she made the connection, because oblivious didn't mean stupid, and was distressed immensely. "Wait, do you care, Otto? You never..." She stopped herself and groaned.

Maebe's pillow was dragged over so she could moosh her face into it. Muffled they might be able to hear 'I'm an idiot' come out.