fourteen : taken away to the dark side [video]

[everylittlegirl]

[The room is dark and Hayley's face is only vaguely visible, lit only by the glow of the console's screen. She sounds tired, posting in the middle of the night. Someone paying really, really close attention might notice the Flash pajama bottoms she's wearing or the Superman cape, courtesy of Jor-El, strung about her shoulders like a blanket.]

I don't know if someone else already said this, but in case they didn't? Bart Allen and Kon-El are both gone. Back home, not missing.

[A beat.] Will someone bring me some food? I haven't really eaten for awhile.


[ooc: Assume Hayley's been angsting avoiding everyone for a few weeks. Feel free to assume check-ins or other interactions. I was hiatused a lot and am still slow, sorry!]

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[highprofilerichkid]

Uh, yeah. Sure. [He rubs the back of his head, looking a little lost, and then glances around at his workspace.] I guess I should clean up some stuff, but I'll be heading out pretty soon. What's your suite?

[everylittlegirl]

Building 4. I'll meet you downstairs.

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[highprofilerichkid]

Okay. Well, uh, see you soon, then. [He gives her another tentative smile, and then shuts off the feed.

A while later, he's standing outside Hayley's building, holding an insulated container under his arm.

He hesitates for a couple seconds, then reaches up and knocks quietly on the door. Hopefully not loud enough to wake up any of Hayley's roommates. He fidgets restlessly while he waits, suddenly feeling incredibly awkward.]

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[everylittlegirl]

[Hayley jerks the door open only a second or two after his knock, clearly having been waiting for him. As soon as she actually sees him there, her red jacket hanging loosely over her pajamas, she feels the awkwardness she can see in him as well.]

Hey. [A beat, then she opens the door a little more for him to enter.]

[highprofilerichkid]

Hey. [Despite the palpable awkwardness, he puts on a friendly smile. She opens the door wider, obviously expecting him to enter, which, after a moment's pause, he does. As soon as he steps inside, he holds out the box. He doesn't know if she wants him to stay, or if she wants him to just drop off the food and scram.]

Here you go. Two Keeliai cheesesteaks. I reheated them just before I left, and this should have kept them warm.

[everylittlegirl]

[She accepts the box from him, popping open the lid to take a quick glance and then looking up to him again.]

Two? [Hayley's not sure if he's suggesting one for himself and one for her or if he's just trying to ply her with sustenance.]

[highprofilerichkid]

I, uh, went a little overboard on the meat, [he admits.] So I sort of ended up with a lot of leftovers. Cooking is hard.

[everylittlegirl]

Oh. [She smiles down at the sandwiches briefly. Shortly after arriving, Clark had to teach her how to cook on her own.] Yeah, I know what you mean.

[Hayley loosely hugs the box against herself, then shifts from one foot to the other.] Are you wanting to like, hang out or are you leaving?

[highprofilerichkid]

I dunno. I don't really have a schedule or anything, so... [He shrugs.] Do you want to hang out? [Specifically, does she want to hang out with him? He hasn't forgotten that they didn't exactly get along in their first interaction.] I promise it won't hurt my feelings if you kick me out.

[everylittlegirl]

[She glances down to the box, then looks back up to him with a crooked smile full of sympathetic regret.]

Would you mind? Sorry, it's just like, I'm tired and I'm trying to get out more or whatever, but I don't want to overwhelm myself because then I'd just end up back in my room alone and avoiding everyone, you know?

[A beat.] But we could maybe hang out some other time? I mean, I want to hang out some other time. Just.. not.. tonight?

[highprofilerichkid]

Nah, it's cool. I get that. I've been there; it's not much fun. [He doesn't ask for details. It's not his business, and he's pretty sure that would be obnoxious.]

Yeah, sure! If you want to stop by the lab sometime, that's where I usually am. [He smiles, then takes a step back through the doorway and gives her a small wave.]

So, I'll see you around, I guess. Hope you like the cheesesteaks.

[everylittlegirl]

Yeah, maybe. [She lifts the box as a gesture.] Thanks again.

[highprofilerichkid]

[He shrugs.] Yeah, no problem. Well, uh... Good night. [He gives her one last smile, then turns and heads for home.]