Get Tatiana to Sort Out the Trouble

You find Tatiana’s door locked tight. After knocking a couple times and hearing nothing in response, you figure that she’s not at home. You head to the hall lounge, thinking that she might be hanging out there instead. Sure enough, you spy her there, chewing out Annalise for getting caught with a beer in the dorms.

“You absolute halfwit,” Tatiana in a dangerously low voice, holding the beer can in her hand, staring at it incredulously. “All you had to do was fucking drink in your room, and I probably never would have caught you. God-damn, I wouldn’t have cared if you walked around the hall reeking of the shit, you’ve stumble back from enough parties to know that much, but you had to drink the fucking drink in the fucking hall lounge...”

Tatiana glares at Annalise, and then crumples the can in her hand.

“Um… sorry?” Annalise says meekly, catching your eye and mouthing an uh-oh.

“I would even consider letting you go light, maybe, if there weren’t this massive audience around,” Tatiana says, gesturing at everyone else sitting in the hall lounge. All of them are staring at Tatiana and Annalise. “But now I’ve got ****. I need to write this up and send a report to the administration. Do you know how annoying this is?”

Annalise glances at the crumpled can of beer in Tatiana’s hand, giving it a forlorn look. She slowly shakes her head.

“Oh, fuck this, get out of my sight,” Tatiana grumbles, and then she turns away, stalking out of the hall lounge, practically bumping into you.

You clear your throat, and Tatiana shoots you a glare.

Hmm… you decide that this isn’t such a good time to be talking to Tatiana about this drama between Griffin and Rachel. Not unless you can get her to calm down a bit.

“Hey Tatiana,” you say, giving her a wave. “You’re looking good today. I like the black dress.”

She acknowledges your presence with a lifted eyebrow, and brushes by you, heading back for her room. Oh well. So much for that.

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