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They'll think he got in with a bad crowd.

He had. He'd gotten in with them and they'd been the bad crowd-- A bad crowd, but good friends and as close to family as she had when not counting the parents who could never stop arguing about her and her whereabouts. The Pack was so important to her and Aluminite, James had been just as important as well... He had to her, at least.

She paused in the bedroom, looking to the art and photos on the wall for a moment before going to work. In one hand she scooped up one of James' backpacks, setting it on the bed so that she could start filling it with things. She found a box of pictures that went in first, along with the camera he brought along with them on dates. She recognized his journal-- Something private that she never would have dared to open otherwise, but something that she needed to take with her now. Whether or not she ever bothered to read it...

From his closet she grabbed one of his jackets; army green with too many pockets. She'd go through them later and find little things like receipts and ticket stubs, maybe. For now she just wanted it because it was likely to be warmer than any of her own coats that she had at home... And it would be a reminder of him; a way to look like the good girlfriend who couldn't believe that he was gone.

She shouldered the pack, kicking his chair roughly against his desk while leaving everything else alone. "I've got everything I needed. Ready to go? I could use a pizza... And a whole lot more of whatever that was we were drinking." Being powered up was burning through things far faster than she liked and she would very much enjoy going back to 'comfortably numb' before it all wore off again.

The Captain crossed the room to take her friend by the wrist, glad that Dia hadn't caught the way that she winced as her heel went through the television screen. It was easier to just flash the other young woman a grin as she slid her hand from Dia's wrist down to twine their fingers once more.

"I'll buy as long as you find something in that fancy liquor cabinet back at the mansion to go along with whatever it is I order." She gave her friend's hand a light tug as though she were about to make a run for the door, teleporting them through it and back to the mansion. She'd had enough memories for one night. She would revisit them later, but for now it was time to forget.