callmeemily: ([...] not think)
Raleigh Harper / Emily Watkins ([personal profile] callmeemily) wrote 2014-11-28 08:28 am (UTC)

For a long second, Raleigh just stares at him. He's sweeping up glass, clearly, but it still doesn't stack into whatever her mind can come up with, in regards to what happened.

The place where it jumps first - Mark - is something she's not even going to voice. If it was Mark, Spencer would have told her - and Spencer would probably have been in far worse shape, but she rubs her arms with her hands, and she tries to smile a little. "And nobody called me? You know I'm the life of the party." The words are completly flat - they don't even sound remotely real, but she's finally moving forward, and it's the cautious way that a cat tries to scope out a new room, peering around corners before going into rooms, no sudden movements.

"Were you here? When-" She doesn't want to tell Coop that she's got no idea what's going on - she's sort of scared that there's a reason that Spencer didn't tell her, and if there's not.... if there's no reason, then she's not sure she wants to know that right now, either. "When it happened?" That's what she ends up saying, and she can smell the liquor just soaking the floor, but when she stops, it's because she's staring at the blood on the wall. She swallows thickly, and her chin wobbles as she finally asks, "Is he okay?" Finally turning to look at him, Raleigh looks like she's seen a ghost, but she's worried, to be honest. She's worried for both Joel and Spencer, and she's got no idea Coop's even hurt.

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