 Stasya, Derf, Professor Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
Olivia had stood, stock still, and surveyed the classroom before making a move towards the exit. Daggers were flying and it made her just a little less than uncomfortable being so close to them. What if one went astray and struck her? The blonde would need to keep her guard firmly in place whilst making her exit. Taking a tentative step in that direction....she suddenly heard...What? Was someone speaking to her?.....
Eyes quickly darting around the room, they came to rest on little Derfael. He was...offering to help her...Blinking fat tears out of her eyes, Liv offered a watery smile (as best a smile as she could manage). Let's be honest here, it still looked completely painful. "I'm.....I'm going to....to leave." With too much talking, the sobbing had grown more noticeable, so she quickly shut her mouth, shaking her head towards their professor. Did Olivia need help out of this room? Maybe...but did she want anyone disrupting their classwork?...Not really. If they were comfortable with all this, more power to them. She could sort herself out. Had been for a while now.
Liv did, however, drape her arms around the Puffer boy for just a moment....catching sight of Stasya. Her little lioness didn't need to worry herself. She'd be okay...after some tea and a snack. Hopefully. "No...I'm just.....No, it's okay."
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________
Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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