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((*snags only Violet picture available*))

Andrew hadn't brought too much with him as far as personal items went. There was an impressive collection of CDs tucked in his drawers and some of them looked like they had been put together himself. There was an old album in his dresser that was tattered, dirty and worn almost to ruin, but it still served its purpose. If she looked under the bed she would find his rifle, ammunition and a pair of old frontier tomahawks that were still as sharp as the day they were forged. He took good care of his weapons although why he thought he'd need them at a school was anyone's guess.

Violet had been sulking ever since the object of her affection had left her sights. The piglet couldn't imagine what he could possibly be doing that wouldn't be made better by her company. She had been lazing on his bed when the mattress suddenly lurched and sent her bouncing off the side with a squeal of surprise. Violet had been so busy pinning she hadn't even noticed someone arrive and quickly hopped up on the bed again in the hopes it was Tennessee.

Her joy was quickly dashed when she saw that villainous woman sitting on her Andrew's bed. How dare she? She didn't belong here!

Not that Violet actually did, either, but that wasn't the point.

The piglet snorted and paced angrily as she fumed over the intrusion.

When Tennessee returned home he was in a good mood. He'd gotten everything straightened out with Charlotte and had a pretty nice first day. Andrew was more than ready to hit the sack, but was confused when he heard odd rustling in his room when he approached it. He frowned and wondered if Christian might have gotten into his CDs or something, but that wasn't like his brother...

When the state peeked inside and saw Seychelles he froze and his face went scarlet. What was happening? Seriously. What was going on? He'd lost his mind. He'd been worried so much about Charlotte that he was starting to imagine women in his bedroom. Andrew was almost in a confused stupor as he retreated to the couch to try to recollect his sanity.

Tennessee wasn't sure how long he sat there, but it only felt like moments before his own exhaustion from the flight out and running around with his siblings caught up to him and he fell asleep.

Tennessee made a noise somewhere between a whine and a growl when Christian shook him. He tried to glare at his brother through his sleepy haze and was stunned to see a rabbit. Oh, he must still be dreaming. Even so, he didn't like this rabbit messing with him and if he was more coordinated at the moment he might have taken a swing at the 'aggressor.' As it was, he just tried to roll over and ignore it.

"Nnnn... No..." Andrew mumbled unhappily when he felt himself being forced to his feet. He normally wasn't one to whine, but he liked his sleep and wasn't conscious enough to stop himself from acting childish. The state was going to definitely punch this bunny as soon as he could get coordinated to do more than stumble along while Christian shoved him. As soon as the door shut, Tennessee stood there a moment before just going over to his bed and flopping over to go back to sleep. "Damn... rabbit..." he mumbled into the pillow. If he caught it he'd cook it for dinner.

About thirty minutes later, Tennessee finally jolted awake and snagged the clock. He swore loudly as he climbed out of bed to hurriedly put on his outfit and nearly ran out the door until he caught a look of himself in a mirror. It almost sent a shiver up his spine to be dressed like Davy Crockett. How many years had it been since he put on buckskin and a coon hat? Probably not since just before the Civil War. His old hunting clothes looked so alien and yet familiar at the same time.

"What am I doin'?" he hissed to himself when he realized he was starting to lose himself in old memories. Andrew snagged his tomahawks and tucked them into his belt. No frontiersman worth his salt would ever go out without their knife or tomahawk. The state hurried out the door to hopefully make it in time to greet his date.

((Just going to use this picture until I finish the real one.))

Andrew was more than a little tired as he entered his dorm and closed the door behind him. He had noticed on the door that someone else was apparently living with him and Georgia, but he didn't really recognize the name and had no idea if the guy was actually there or out at the moment. The state sighed and tugged on Ohio's shirt. He'd need to clean and return it tomorrow. Right now the thought of doing laundry made him wrinkle his nose with distaste. He peeked into his room and smiled when he saw Violet had fallen asleep on his bed. When she was quiet, calm and not clinging to him the piglet was pretty cute. For the moment Tennessee decided to leave her alone as he went to take a quick shower so he could get the remaining bits of dried blood off his body.

When he looked int he mirror he cringed a bit at the spots on his chest where Luz Maria's wind attack had torn into him. It had been a nasty wound. He hadn't even realized how bad it was at the time, but no wonder Leilani had started crying. Andrew decided he'd need to go check on her when he got the chance to make sure she was really ok. Without further delay, he hopped in and quickly scrubbed away the nasty reminders of the battle.

Once he was decently clean Tennessee just grabbed an old t-shirt and some sweat pants he'd probably spend the night in. He was tired, but the shower had refreshed him a little so he wasn't quite ready for bed. Instead he went to sit on the couch for a little while an maybe watch some TV as he relaxed after a long day.

Andrew looked up when he heard the door open expecting to see Georgia or their new room mate, but nearly fell off the couch in shock when he saw Cherelle. Did someone let her in?

He almost asked, but the tears in her eyes and concern for his safety made him forget all about that. He frowned as he stood and went over to the distressed girl.

"I'm fine," Tennessee said, hesitating just a moment out of habit before initiating a hug all by himself to someone other than one of his siblings. It was a very rare and perhaps never before seen phenomenon as he pulled Seychelles close. "Everything's ok now. There's no need to cry or be upset..."

Andrew rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, not wanting to lie to her about him getting hurt, but he didn't want to worry her, either. "I'm just glad you didn't get caught up in it," he eventually said. "Sorry I left you behind to go fight like that... I didn't mean to scare you, but I couldn't just let Luz hurt nobody without tryin' to help a little."

Seeing Cherelle so upset was heart breaking and he felt so guilty Tennessee wasn't quite sure what to do with himself.

"You wanna sit down?" he offered a little awkwardly. "I'd be happy if you'd stay a bit. I feel bad 'bout how our date ended tonight."

What. Did. He. Say.

Andrew's cheeks almost burst into flame. He'd called it a date! He really said that out loud to her. F-Friends went on dates, right? It wasn't like there was any special meaning to what he said! Really! But no matter how much he tried to convince himself that his slip was innocent Tennessee couldn't quite bring himself to look her directly in the eyes as he shyly ducked his head.

Oh, no, she heard him? He had probably offended her! Andrew considered giving himself a good smack for being so dumb.

"I-I... I didn't mean nothin' bad by it," Tennessee blurted out nervously. "I like you a lot so I don't wanna offend you. I shouldn't of said that. I'm real sorry."

..... What was he saying? What was he saying? Did he really just tell Cherelle he liked her? That didn't happen, did it? Tennessee did his best to maintain a poker face of some sort, but his flushed cheeks and fidgeting were not conductive to his goal.