A Quiet Night (Addie)

[Amanda Joy "AJ" Lane]

AJ had noticed that Monroe hadn't been around lately at the apartment and she was beginning to wonder why. She didn't want to push her fellow brunette roommate, but on the other hand, she did care about her and her well-being. Despite both having jobs and AJ being in college, the two were both home at the moment, which was amazing. It was starting to get dark outside and AJ had put a kettle on the stove to make tea. She'd dedicated one cabinet in the tiny kitchenette to tea and while it made less room for other things, her and Adaryn both opened it more than any other cabinet.

She sat on the counter waiting for the tea pot to whistle, an old novel in her hands. She was reading Jane Austen's Emma for one of her English classes about British novelists. Adaryn was in her room, AJ was sure, but she could probably coax her out with a cup of tea.

[Adaryn Breslin]

It was a mutual decision.

Monroe had needed to get away for some time, away from Pilot Ridge and Vermont to try and find himself and see if he could get over this hump that was his miserable power. Living a life always exhausted and having all of the issues that came with all the realizations of his life was something he needed to get over himself, or so he said. Adaryn would have been quite willing to try and help Monroe with anything, but even she couldn't deny that Monroe needed a break from everything. So when he decided to leave, they also decided to break things off for the both of them.

Adaryn didn't know if she could handle waiting, and Monroe deserved to have a break from everything that tied him to this place.

Was she sad? Of course she was - Addie loved him, and she knew Monroe loved her. But the one thing she learned over the past two years was the fact that life worked in strange ways, and that every situation that seemed horrible might not be in the end. Did it hurt any less? No, but it was bareable.

Adaryn had been sitting in her room, sketching throughout the entire morning to the point where her hands were the color of charcoal. She had finally finished the work as a whole, so it made sense to leave the room and wash her hands free of the medium. When she walked out, AJ was sitting and reading while a kettle sat on their stove.

Tilting her head downward to try and see the title, her nose crinkled when she did. There was something about Classics that Adaryn could not stand - the language, the writing styles, the symbolism - but AJ knew that full well. "Looks like torture to me," Addie commented, taking steps towards the sink in the kitchen as she did so, "Jane Austen, I mean."

[Amanda Joy "AJ" Lane]

AJ looked up from her novel as Addie entered the kitchen. She laughed at what her roommate said, knowing full well that Adaryn did not care for the classics and that she would have made a comment. "Normally I defend the classics, but I'm not so sure how I feel about Austen. And I feel like that's a sin as an English major." She'd have to ask what Oliver thought. "Everything's so fancy and girly and wonderful." She'd set the book in her laps to make gestures in the air. "This book actually is what Clueless is based off of." She didn't know if Adaryn had ever seen the 90s show, but perhaps it would ring a bell. "It's mostly about a girl playing matchmaker that doesn't want to be matched herself...and I can't even call it cliche because Austen was probably the first to use that plot." She pouted slightly at her roommate and then sighed. "What have you been up to?" She'd just caught sight of Adaryn's hands. "Want tea?"

[Adaryn Breslin]

"You're finally coming around!" Adaryn said with an amused grin, slowly drifting past her roommate to get to the sink. On her hands remained the aftermath of the charcoal colored medium, and the faster she could get it off her skin, the better. "No clue what that movie is," the Empath could have made a pun in that moment, but she knew better than to do it. Part of her hated puns, anyway.

"Drawing - lots of drawing." Under her nails she scrubbed, flinching slightly at the light burn of the soap. She must have accidentally cut herself at work again, because she could see the light red line of a cut on the back of her hand grow more irritated as she scrubbed. It was then that tea was mentioned, and honestly, she was surprised that AJ even asked.

"When do I ever say no to that question?" Her tone was calm, not condescending as she spoke. "What're you making today?"

[Amanda Joy "AJ" Lane]

"Not really. Don't get too excited," AJ told her roommate. She still enjoyed the classics. Just not all of them... Besides, AJ had a very wide horizon when it came to reading. So it wasn't as if the two were out of books to talk about. She grinned at Adaryn's response. "So you're clueless as to what Clueless is?" Puns amused her, even if they didn't amuse her roommate. "Well, anyway...it's not that important. But a lot of classics have influences on pop culture today."

"We should publish a children's book some day. Or something. I could do the writing and you could do the illustrations." It was half a joke, but the idea was appealing, even if AJ wasn't sure she wanted to write for children.

"Good point. I was thinking Earl Grey, but that's what I always drink. I don't know. Maybe I'll switch it up." She got off the counter and opened the cabinet to sift through the different kinds of teas. "Maybe Jasmine...or cherry blossom..."