<div class="floatleft">(http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3oo3fv7yh1r7wrq1o1_250.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Lexie Moore<br/><strong>Place within Hierarchy:</strong>New Talent<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Clown<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Trainee<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In Her Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This! (http://www.polyvore.com/lexie/set?id=51900953)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Wayland<br/><br/>Lexie had settled down but she felt wrung out when there was a knock at her door. She felt tired in a way she'd never felt before. For the first time in her life she didn't want to see anyone. She had no one who would hold her or comfort her, take care of her. The only people who could be out there would want something from her, a smile or a joke and she felt like she just didn't have it in her to give, not right then. But even feeling as down in the dumps as she was it wasn't in her to be rude and ignore them.<br/><br/>Getting up Lexie tried to pull herself together. She wiped the moisture from her face though there was little she could to about how puffy and red her face looked. Scowling at her reflection she smoothed her dress and went to the door opening it. She didn't know who she expected to be there, Kep maybe or Chloe but certainly not the new guy shed met for only a few moments the night before. She was looking at him a bit confused as he spoke a smile curving her lips at the adorable way he seemed to trip over his words, unsure what exactly to say. "Nice to meet you again Wayland." She said pleasantly opening her door and stepping back inviting him into the room that was small but pleasant enough, her half of the room done in bright cheerful colors that somehow managed to not be an assault on the sense.<br/><br/>"I'm Lexie. Would you like to come in?" she asked her manners unfailing. She hadn't been keen on seeing anyone but there was something nice about being around someone who didn't know what a moron she'd been. It was only a matter of time before everyone knew how Lexie felt about Kink. She was too obvious about it. It would be less time before they realized he'd disappeared. Just thinking about it made her want to weep again.<br/><br/>After talking to Elizabeth Lexie had felt out of sorts. In the end she decided to talk to Kink, to tell him about the offer and rather selfishly she wanted his comfort even as she told herself she couldn't have him. But what she found was probably the worst thing possible. There was no Kink. The train wasn't that big and no one she'd spoken to had seen him. He was just gone. He'd left without a word, he'd left her behind.<br/><br/>There was a brightness to her eyes that spoke of un-shed tears as she moved to her bed that was made nicely except for the pillow being out of place, while she was turned away she wiped her eyes trying with everything she had not to lose it in front of the new guy. She probably looked like such a mess. "Would you like to sit down?" She asked sitting down on her bed and patting the spot next to her. It would never occur to her that her offer might make him uncomfortable. Lexie was just that relaxed with people even when she was upset.