<hr/><div align="center"><strong>~*~ Arianna ~*~</strong></div><hr/><br/>She watched as he moved away from her and over to the fridge.<strong>"Arianna, would you mind helping me?"</strong>He had asked her but it had almost fallen on deaf ears, because she had been watching him move and her eyes had fallen to his rear again. "Uh... yeah" she said softly as she walked over to him and bent over to look in the fridge as well. 'I still can't get over how well his clothes fit... I should probably ask him who tailors his clothes. I could learn some things from them.' Arianna thought as she raised a hand to her mouth, and then stopped. She had caught herself from biting her nails, and forced herself to place them in her pockets.<br/><br/>"I suggest something with a high amount of vegetarian content. Perhaps the tofu in the fridge, since Miyu is making rice balls already. Charlie's a vegetarian... So... asian cuisine is a good place to go. At least I think it would be to-" and with that, as she was suddenly interrupted by a 'thwump' like noise. Following shortly after the noise was Miyu's angry voice shattering her ear drums. Arianna flinched and looked over to the man she was looking into the cold box with, an apologetic look playing across her face. Her lips mouthed 'I'm sorry', and then she went to point out where the vegetables and the tofu were in the fridge.<br/><br/><hr/><div align="center"><strong>~*~ Lee ~*~</strong></div><hr/><br/>The constant barrage of "Who's fault is this?", "Why is this happening", and "What's wrong with you" like comments, or how Lee had heard them... pushed Lee a bit too far down the hole. It didn't help at all that Charlie was taking the brunt for something that was almost entirely Lee's fault either. Her eyes began to water and Lee screamed. "Look I already said I was sorry. The spell is meant to pull over the perfect lover for you. I convinced Charlie to do it again. I had no idea it was going to go bad whatsoever, seeing as how we fixed everything like we were told to by him!" She paused to take a breath and point a finger at the man bending over and examining the fridge. Tears began rolling down her face. "If you have such a freaking problem with it, how about I go take that fake sword off my wall, walk down to the campus church, have the pastor bless some water and the sword and come back here and vanquish Shizuru. Would that make you happy? Would that make you all shut up? And then after that I can go ahead and learn Ancient Sumerian or the Language of the Birds and put them back from which they came? Because you know that all makes incredible sense!" Lee paused and clenched her fists at her side, bit her lip hard and then took a sharp breath of air into her nose. Her words were screamed openly, and with nothing but a tired and emotional voice. IT was unsure who she snapped back at, but it was apparent she was staring at Miyu, or at least in her general direction.<br/><br/>"How about you settle for the answer that maybe, just maybe one of us had some hope for the future in this spell. And that PERHAPS we were also going to be generous enough to think that maybe one of these people were for one of you? How would you feel... after everything that has happened, that one of these two people could possibly be the perfect person for you?!" Lee was over-reacting, yes, but in her emotional state, or whenever she got emotional, she had a hard  time controlling anything. She blinked a few tears from her eyes and began to walk out of the room, slowly and in a sulking manner. She stopped just outside of the kitchen doorway and spun around on her heels. "Also I could care less about a man being in this house at the moment. It's not 9pm now is it?" She turned back around and hurried rushed up to her room. An apparent and ridiculously loud door slam shuddered through the walls of the house. It was evident that Lee might not come out relatively soon.<br/><br/>Literally plopping on her bed, Lee grabbed hold of a very dear stuffed animal and hid her head under her pillow. "You're an idiot Lee. A giant, untrustworthy, unworthy of anything person..." she muttered to herself, muffled by her pillow. It was practically a tradition, with her lower than most self esteem, to beat herself up after feeling incredibly guilty about something. And today... was no exception.<br/>