<hr/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/wsXZDwW.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Heather Donald, "Highlights" (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12949159#msg12949159)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Rogue/Highlights Dorm Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 9th 2:00 am (night of the 8th)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rogue<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Heather returns from the bathroom, she has 1 RED bracelet on around her wrist (http://i.imgur.com/CWYbDIv.jpg)<br/><strong>wearing:</strong>Adorable pajamas (http://i.imgur.com/Xam3gV1.jpg)<br/><hr/>Heather had started a new day about two hours before Rogue came up from the infirmary. She never really slept, so she did everything at the same time, she crossed a day from her calendar, she left an entry in her journal, she put a bracelet on if she’d been good, she took a shower, brushed her teeth, shaved her body, put on fresh makeup, and everything else. It was always at midnight exactly, she was bust and she didn’t have a lot of focus, but it always happened at the same time in a big group.<br/><br/>She’d been good that day, and she was wearing one red bracelet around her left wrist, it was decorative, and it jangled when she walked, like a collar for a kitten. Highlights was carrying her dirty clothes and her towel in her hands as she came down the hallway. She had a pair of wireless headphones stuck in her ears. ‘Hermitude’ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTSJcpB9B0Y) was fairly loud in her ears, but silent to the outside world. She was about two minutes too late to have seen Remy in the corridor. Her hair was still wet from her shower, and she was dressed for bed. Even though she would do her best to stay up all night eating and studying.<br/><br/>She didn’t spend a lot of time thinking about the fight she had with Rogue, she thought about the beautiful night that they’d shared together before, and that motivated her to be more trustworthy. She wasn’t sure what she was doing anymore. She’d gone all day on the eighth clean, and so far, she was clean on the 9th too. But she didn’t really know what she was staying clean for. She wanted to go out and mess around with a few dozen different students around campus. But, she’d learned that the person she loved didn’t care. It wasn’t about resisting the urge, it was about having the urge. So, Heather couldn’t really fathom what Rogue was upset about. She only knew that Rogue was very mad. And when some one was that mad at Heather, she had trouble thinking about it at all.<br/><br/>She’d been in a haze for a few days now, just eating, and lusting, and being quiet in groups of people. She’d met a few new people, and she’d gone to hang out with different circles, but she was being distant. She didn’t even really know why. She didn’t want to blame it on her fight with Rogue, but anyone in the know would have full awareness of what Heather was going through. The rainbow-girl herself wasn’t keen enough to figure these problems out on her own. Ironically, she didn’t have enough concern about herself to define her behavior.<br/><br/>When she came in she turned the light on, left unaware that Rogue was ‘home’ yet. She was humming something, but it wasn’t a song, Heather didn’t exactly know how to keep up with the music she was listening to, so she hummed what she wanted to hum as it played. She dropped her clothes into the hamper and danced a bit to the explosively fast and aggressively formed electronic dance music in her ears. Fishing some school books and a notebook from her bag, waving her little white butt in the air as the song swelled up and down.<br/><br/>Once she’d gathered what she needed to study, she found her way around the room toward her bed. But something stopped her in her tracks. It wasn’t Rogue on the bed, it was the silk sheet on the floor. Then she noticed Rogue on the bed. She stopped humming and pulled the headphones from her ears. The song swelled loudly outward into the room as the speaker was exposed to the open air. It wasn’t loud in the room, but it was clearly audible.<strong>“Hey.”</strong><br/><br/>Heather was stunned. She pulled her phone out of the waistband of her pajamas and stopped the music.<strong> “I missed you.”</strong>She couldn’t stop herself from saying it, she didn’t realize what kind of emotions it would stir up in her. The flash image of her body collapsed onto the floor and crying came over her, and she fought it back as best as she could.<strong>“Are you ok? I heard badness from the others. I…” </strong>She felt like she had a lot more to say. But she didn’t want to overload Rogue, infact, she wanted to give the girl she loved some space,<strong>“You actually look like you’re trying to sleep, I’ll-”</strong>Heather looked around, aching in her brain when she realized she’d turned the light on and hummed, and danced, and dropped her laundry loudly. She spun and darted for the door,<strong>“I’ll get the light,” </strong>She was going for the light and reached out to flip it down.<br/><br/>In darkness, she turned and leaned against the door, afraid to talk again, she said something anyway,<strong>“Sorry about barging in like that. I-”</strong>Heather couldn’t seem to stop herself, she bit her lip and kept it there. She pulled at her clothes with her hands, and she pinched her eyes shut. She had to stop talking. She begged silently for Rogue to say something that she wasn’t talking over and interrupting.<br/>