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Xanthippe was having a panic attack.
Okay, no she wasn't. But it felt like the brink of one? Because she was on the sidewalk outside the building she lived in now, waiting for Hyacinthe, and up - way, way up - in her apartment she had stuff ready for his visit and a couple of gifts because maybe this'd be the last time before he finally went home, and what if he didn't like anything and what if she was a huge loser and what if --
Anyway. Outwardly, she was mostly cool? Just... standing there, beanie on her head and a coat on over her dress, fidgeting with her phone for lack of a better thing to do with her hands. She looked fine.
But she was going to internally flail herself to death if he didn't get here soon.
[ooc: NFB and for the one mentioned!]
Okay, no she wasn't. But it felt like the brink of one? Because she was on the sidewalk outside the building she lived in now, waiting for Hyacinthe, and up - way, way up - in her apartment she had stuff ready for his visit and a couple of gifts because maybe this'd be the last time before he finally went home, and what if he didn't like anything and what if she was a huge loser and what if --
Anyway. Outwardly, she was mostly cool? Just... standing there, beanie on her head and a coat on over her dress, fidgeting with her phone for lack of a better thing to do with her hands. She looked fine.
But she was going to internally flail herself to death if he didn't get here soon.
[ooc: NFB and for the one mentioned!]
Xanthippe was officially Stressed Out.
It was all over an essay, which wasn't even due until next Friday, but it was important and she had to get it perfect, because what if she didn't? What if she didn't, and she flunked out of the class, and she flunked right out of college, and her father would disown her and her mother would disown her and then she would have to move in with Kimmy and deal with that whole freak show and she would lose all status and purpose in life and probably, like, end up becoming BFFs with Kimmy's extra-weirdo landlady and getting matching tattoos in a crack den and --
Anyway, yeah, she was currently doing what any self-respecting college student would do in her situation: screaming into a pillow.
Thank Christ her roommates weren't home right now.
[ooc: NFB but open for texts/calls/surprise visits!]
It was all over an essay, which wasn't even due until next Friday, but it was important and she had to get it perfect, because what if she didn't? What if she didn't, and she flunked out of the class, and she flunked right out of college, and her father would disown her and her mother would disown her and then she would have to move in with Kimmy and deal with that whole freak show and she would lose all status and purpose in life and probably, like, end up becoming BFFs with Kimmy's extra-weirdo landlady and getting matching tattoos in a crack den and --
Anyway, yeah, she was currently doing what any self-respecting college student would do in her situation: screaming into a pillow.
Thank Christ her roommates weren't home right now.
[ooc: NFB but open for texts/calls/surprise visits!]
What was a girl to do when her first year of college was about a week away from being over and she was desperate for one last boost in coolness in the eyes of her peers (namely, her three roommates)? Why, obviously the answer was to invite a guy over! Specifically, a guy she'd slept with like a year ago and who she - let's face it - barely knew aside from that. But he was impressive! Or at least impressively hot, and, also he was nice even if Xanthippe was loathe to admit that was a positive quality in anyone.
So she'd invited Hyacinthe over for a visit. And she'd gone and picked him up on the edge of campus and walked him through it and now they were here, right outside her dorm. It was one of those imposing brown brick buildings, old as rocks and heavy with history.
The sign outside said VOORHEES HALL.
"So, yeah," she said, looking up at the building. At her side, her fingers were fidgeting with the edge of her overly lengthy sleeve. "This is where I live now."
In a building with her last name on it.
[ooc: NFB due to distance, and for the boy mentioned!]
So she'd invited Hyacinthe over for a visit. And she'd gone and picked him up on the edge of campus and walked him through it and now they were here, right outside her dorm. It was one of those imposing brown brick buildings, old as rocks and heavy with history.
The sign outside said VOORHEES HALL.
"So, yeah," she said, looking up at the building. At her side, her fingers were fidgeting with the edge of her overly lengthy sleeve. "This is where I live now."
In a building with her last name on it.
[ooc: NFB due to distance, and for the boy mentioned!]
Room 416, Thursday Evening
Aug. 25th, 2017 01:28 amThere'd been a warehouse, and a drink, and flirting, and somehow all of that had not led to Xanthippe blowing this whole situation and embarrassing herself into taking the earliest possible portal out of Fandom or something.
In fact, instead, it had led her here.
Outside room 416. They'd passed by her room because there was no way she was adding the possibility of Ringo into this equation. She was nervous enough as it was.
And trying to hide it. Right now, with a casual hair-toss. "So, this is your room? I didn't realize you lived so, like, close to me."
[ooc: For the guy, for SP, and probably NSFW-bound unless Xan flails herself out of it before then!]
In fact, instead, it had led her here.
Outside room 416. They'd passed by her room because there was no way she was adding the possibility of Ringo into this equation. She was nervous enough as it was.
And trying to hide it. Right now, with a casual hair-toss. "So, this is your room? I didn't realize you lived so, like, close to me."
[ooc: For the guy, for SP, and probably NSFW-bound unless Xan flails herself out of it before then!]
Room 506, Friday Evening
Sep. 9th, 2016 09:37 pmXanthippe had had a terrible and sudden trip back home. And not just back to Connecticut, but home. New York. Manhattan.
Where she'd had to empty out her old rooms.
And she'd cried in front of freaking Kimmy of all people! So yeah, it had been terrible. Not even just her usual overdramatic kind of terrible, but a real, genuine kind of terrible that she didn't even want to complain out loud about. She didn't have a home to go back to anymore, you know.
It sucked.
As did the fact that she had to come back to an unfamiliar dorm room. Sure, all her crap was already here (if not entirely where it should've been, since she hadn't been here for long enough to arrange stuff before she'd gotten the call to go home), but that didn't help much. She'd brought two more boxes of stuff back from New York; she dumped them on the bed, and sighed.
Now what?
[ooc: Door and post open, I'm trying to ease myself back into things.]
Where she'd had to empty out her old rooms.
And she'd cried in front of freaking Kimmy of all people! So yeah, it had been terrible. Not even just her usual overdramatic kind of terrible, but a real, genuine kind of terrible that she didn't even want to complain out loud about. She didn't have a home to go back to anymore, you know.
It sucked.
As did the fact that she had to come back to an unfamiliar dorm room. Sure, all her crap was already here (if not entirely where it should've been, since she hadn't been here for long enough to arrange stuff before she'd gotten the call to go home), but that didn't help much. She'd brought two more boxes of stuff back from New York; she dumped them on the bed, and sighed.
Now what?
[ooc: Door and post open, I'm trying to ease myself back into things.]
Room 420, Sunday Morningish
Feb. 14th, 2016 03:10 pmYou know, for a second there Xanthippe had felt excited to get flowers.
Well. A flower, anyway. Just a single carnation, which was way less than what she deserved, ew, but still. A flower!
Aaaand then she read the note and was back to being surly and planning ways to seem unaffected by this whole ordeal of not having a date or anything for today. Even though everyone back home in New York were already posting like, a ton of gross freaking VD stuff all over IG and Snapchat, ugh.
Meanwhile, Xanthippe just tossed her single carnation on her desk and huffed. This day sucked already.
[ooc: Open post/door, sure.]
Well. A flower, anyway. Just a single carnation, which was way less than what she deserved, ew, but still. A flower!
Aaaand then she read the note and was back to being surly and planning ways to seem unaffected by this whole ordeal of not having a date or anything for today. Even though everyone back home in New York were already posting like, a ton of gross freaking VD stuff all over IG and Snapchat, ugh.
Meanwhile, Xanthippe just tossed her single carnation on her desk and huffed. This day sucked already.
[ooc: Open post/door, sure.]
Room 420, Thursday Evening
Feb. 11th, 2016 09:48 pmXanthippe was sitting on her bed, and studying hard.
Not that you could tell. Since the door to the hallway was open, her textbook had been pretty awkwardly jammed in between the pages of a fashion magazine that juuuust about covered the book. Just about. Look, she was ready to slam the whole thing shut and stick it under some pillows if anyone came by.
Like a non-lame person. Sure.
A non-lame person who just really needed to cram for some of her independent study stuff, right now.
[ooc: Open door, open post!]
Not that you could tell. Since the door to the hallway was open, her textbook had been pretty awkwardly jammed in between the pages of a fashion magazine that juuuust about covered the book. Just about. Look, she was ready to slam the whole thing shut and stick it under some pillows if anyone came by.
Like a non-lame person. Sure.
A non-lame person who just really needed to cram for some of her independent study stuff, right now.
[ooc: Open door, open post!]
Room 420, Friday Afternoon
Sep. 18th, 2015 10:24 pmYet another Friday stuck on this insane island.
Even Xanthippe had to admit her chances off getting the hell of this rock anytime soon were looking slim with each day that dragged on. Wasn't for any lack of effort on her part, though. She'd been pleading with her mom practically daily. God, she'd even called her dad once. And she had absolutely nothing to show for it. It was starting to look like defeat.
Also, she'd been extra bored today.
Both of these things led to what she was doing now, which was pinning kind of a lot of posters and fliers on the wall of her room. Or the wall on her side of the room, whatever. All kinds of cool band posters. She'd even heard some of their music! At least she was pretty sure she had.
Whatever. She knew they were cool, and this place was in desperate need of that.
[ooc: Open door, open post!]
Even Xanthippe had to admit her chances off getting the hell of this rock anytime soon were looking slim with each day that dragged on. Wasn't for any lack of effort on her part, though. She'd been pleading with her mom practically daily. God, she'd even called her dad once. And she had absolutely nothing to show for it. It was starting to look like defeat.
Also, she'd been extra bored today.
Both of these things led to what she was doing now, which was pinning kind of a lot of posters and fliers on the wall of her room. Or the wall on her side of the room, whatever. All kinds of cool band posters. She'd even heard some of their music! At least she was pretty sure she had.
Whatever. She knew they were cool, and this place was in desperate need of that.
[ooc: Open door, open post!]
OOC: Infopost Cha-Cha!
Aug. 24th, 2015 04:13 pmI have a new girl! Which I will mostly use as an excuse to post a bunch of gifs of her. You have been warned.
( XANTHIPPE LANNISTER VOORHEES )
( XANTHIPPE LANNISTER VOORHEES )
