forum boarding school dark academia murder mystery queer love triangle rp (closed, but feel free to stalk <3)

Started April 13, 2020 by @darling-velocipede group

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Leon had never felt so lost.
It was true she walked the lengths of her apartment to Zephyr’s almost every day. And considering that was the way to school, too, it shouldn’t have been any issue. However, even walking down the pristine sidewalk lit to perfection by the midday sun, she felt more lost than ever.
But perhaps it was just in her mind. Although it may not have felt that way at all.
Then again, Leon wasn’t the kind to get really nervous. In most situations, she actually was the calmer of the trio. She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt this sick, the contents of her stomach almost watery and her head spinning like a top. It was either the nervousness or the fact that she hadn’t eaten. Although she didn’t much count for the latter, even though it could have been entirely valid.
She yearned to do something even more impulsive. Perhaps board her flight to Oregon today, so she could avoid not only Kate and Zephyr, but work tomorrow as well. As much as she liked painting, the job wasn’t her first choice. It was nice, until you got a customer who had no artistic interest at all, and just wanted something to keep them from the biting maw of boredom.
With a long sigh, pressing the extent of her lungs, she pushed the thought aside. It was completely invalid, seeing as she had bigger issues to worry about. It was an unfortunate alternative, but she’d have to take it.
The city wasn’t as busy as it normally was on the typical Sunday afternoon. Then again, it was still relatively early enough that those working might not have turned in just yet. Eyes gazing around, Leon tried to find anything that would lock her mind to a different circumstance, but with the city’s fine lack of bustle, her wishes were relatively quashed. Without anything else to take her hand, her mind was thrust into the dark pit of what had occurred.
Maybe she would tell them about the tickets. After all, they deserved to know. But then again, wouldn’t it be… better if she just disappeared one day? Kate and Zephyr could be together, with zero complications? That’s not saying the bickering they’d get into, but at least— Leon hoped— it would be all in good humor.
But then again, Zephyr’s excuse. Leon couldn’t help but question it. Not that she would ever flatly disbelieve his claims, but in this case she had no potent evidence to go off of. Plus, those stolen glances at Kate… his sheer personal language… she had known him long enough to where this would be validly questionable, right? Perhaps not. Maybe she should just blindly believe him. It would be easier for her. But… loads harder for him.
She waddled up the steps to his apartment building, taking a deep breath before knocking on the door. Her knuckles barely hit the door the first time, her arm feeling heavy under the weight of the rising anxiety.
Leon took another deep breath in, knocking quite forcefully before she angled her tired eyes back up to meet the face that greeted her.

_{(sorry it’s moderately short. I just wanted to get something down so I don’t keep you both waiting. I said this last time, but hopefully I’m gonna be on notebook more so you won’t be having these wretched delays.)}

Kate tied her green bandana one last time before leaving the house. She was a vain creature, and the fact that she kept reminding herself that there was literally no reason to dress up did nothing. She did have a sense of fashion, so that was something, she supposed wryly. She slung a small purse over her shoulder, the green matching the cool forest green of the bandana, and hurried to Zephyr’s place. She was arriving slightly later than she had intended, thinking about how late she was. Of course, her late was other people’s on time, so her being late, even by a minute or two, was unusual.

Kate would have loved to have spent that time putting on lip gloss or something equally trivial, but instead it was anxiety that delayed her (and that she had gotten outside before remembering the coconut water). After retrieving it, she had hurried to Zephyr’s apartment. Hopefully things wouldn’t be weird between the three of them…oh who was she kidding? Things would be a bit uncomfortable at best.

Despite her desire to just straight up believe Zephyr, something had felt off about his confession. It wasn’t even that Kate thought he was lying, but it seemed like he was hiding something. He had reacted so strangely to her and Leon kissing; he wouldn’t have had that reaction if he was gay, right? Or maybe it was all in her head? Kate wished that she could just undo that night, because thinking about it was making her head hurt.

Kate tried not to think about it, but the only other thing that was on her head was the mystery. That was interesting to think about as well, but it always led back to Zephyr and Leon.

At last, Kate was nearly there, and Zephyr’s building was in sight. The anxiety continued to make itself known in the pit of her stomach. What was wrong with her? She was not usually an anxious person, but she really didn’t want to lose her friends, and somehow she felt perilously close to that. Sometimes it seemed like the others were done with their little trio and Kate was just in denial, holding the last threads of their friendship together. She shook her head, beginning to walk up the steps. She was just being dumb. Overthinking was the true culprit here, and that was that.

(sorry it’s short! i’m feeling pretty uninspired rn)

i'm really sorry guys, but i'm not going to be able to finish this. i'm spending a lot less time online as of late, and it seems unfair to leave y'all hanging forever. i'm august-the-third on tumblr, so if you're on there we could interact there? but i'm not going to be on notebook anymore. thank you for understanding <3 <3

ack sorry this is so late, but if you happen to see it just know that i completely understand and that i enjoyed writing with both of you! you’re both so sweet and talented!! :)