Stockholm Syndrome:

[mademyhell]

Who: Trauma, Jinx, Claudio, and Gabriel 
When: 20th 
Where: House of Emo
Summary: Trauma's stuck elbow deep in make up homework, and people keep seeing fit to distract him.
Warnings: As usual. Language, Jinx, and random nightmare fuel from the boggart's headspace.

He was going to fucking die.

Fucking dead.

Again.

And Jinx was going to be to blame.

Jinx and his Psychology professor. He clearly hadn't gotten the memo that Terry already had an english paper due from what was everyone else's first quarter, had more studying than he'd ever done in his life, and now out of the two he'd been assigned from Psychology, he'd managed to sort of….bullshit his way through one and a half.

He'd then basically given up and resorted to writing about how some girl had busted into his window, he'd apparently collected Stockholm Syndrome from their interactions, and now he was forced into doing homework because she had mandated it.

And he was almost in the kind of mood to turn it in that way, drastic, sarcastic change halfway through the paper aside. Almost.

Instead, Terry was then stuck sitting at the counter with a mountain of books, trying to figure out where the paper had gone downhill and what he could do about it, because as it turned out, almost wasn't quite enough to ask for a failing grade on purpose

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[thecrowingtobe]

Speaking of another person who seems to find a way to distract Trauma. It seemed like not long after Jinx and Gabriel had been there to bother him, Apollo came padding in, walking up beside of Trauma, and leaning heavily into the side of his leg, looking up with large blue eyes and watching the man.

Claudio wasn't far behind him. "Ah, you found him." He told the dog, grinning and walking over to the refrigerator. Jesus, Patrick as getting big. Time to get him a new food box to live in too. He tossed the little chirping beastie some fish crackers and grabbed himself a bottle of water. Closing the door he came over to bother Trauma.

And damn it you have to admit he's been VERY good about NOT bothering the guy while he was studying, for the most part. He remembered how much study he had to do for that bar tending course. So much memorization. Still, he couldn't help but wander over and peek at what he was doing.

"Not done yet?"