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Luca heard rustling from the room behind her. "She's awake now." She frowned and figured letting the girl be alone for a while wouldn't hurt. She never remembered much anyways. Luca peered inside just to check in on her and nodded confirming her suspicions by seeing the slow movements of a body inside the room. She watched the body turn and stiffen as if noticing something it didn't like. Luca called out as she began to hear a monosyllabic word being repeated. "No? Hey Lara. Calm down in there. There's nothing in there." She peeked her head inside so that the girl could see her. "I'm Luca. Your roommate." She gave the girl a forced smile then returned to the hall to let the girl calm and finish doing whatever she was doing.

"Strange girl." She sighed tilting her head back to stare at the ceiling of the hallway. She reached up towards it then fisted her palm, anger bristling over her mind at something or another. Was it the dream? That was the likely answer that she was still sulking. Still craving the feel of her mother or maybe it was the feel of flesh being bruised under her knuckles. She could still picture the flames. She moved her fist to press it against her now closed eyes. Black spots appeared on her vision from the pressure. She wanted the images to go away but that too wasn't likely. It would probably bother her the whole rest of the day. She let her knuckles fall away from her eyes as she reopened them, blinking slowly. What a great day she was expecting to have. Yeah. Right.

She was lost in her thoughts as a crash from Savannah's room echoed into the hall faintly. She turned her face towards the room. Savannah had already gone as she had seen earlier. Into that person's room. The singular room with the person who went by the name of Karina. She shivered then focused back on the room where the noise had sounded. The only person left in there would have been Lyle. If sounds like that were happening in that room then it was to be known that he was probably in a bad mood. She bristled feeling her teeth grind a bit remembering some of their earlier fights. She knew that his fist must hurt just as much as hers probably hurt against one of her own victims. She winced imagining it as she heard footfalls come closer to the hallway. She tensed watching that door, moving to stand instead of her original position of leaning on the door frame. The beast emerged out of the room, his face just beginning to dry as water dripped down in tight beads. She grinned like a tiger spotting her weaker prey.

"Hello Lyle. It's such a good morning isn't it?" She couldn't help but let sarcasm drip from her last sentence. It was in her personality to tease and prod at others but Lyle was a special case. Especially since she was restless and aching for something to hurt. Plus she knew Lyle wouldn't take it. He would insult her back which made the game so much more fun. "Were you having fun?" She laughed and studied her nails turning her gaze away from him.