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After running into Corrine, Raleigh just needed to be alone. Alone, because alone meant that she could get through the panic, through the emotional rollercoaster, that she wasn't going to lose it in front of the people that she cared about, and instead she'd just get through it.
It probably wasn't the healthiest of approaches, although she's not thinking about that right now.
It probably wasn't the best of ideas, either, because she'd gotten to the house (where she'd been several times, but she'd never really gotten the grand tour) and grabbed at the first door that's not the bathroom because people need the bathroom, and she found herself in, what some far-off part of her brain assumed, in Levi's bedroom.
It took twenty minutes for her to be able to get herself back in order. She knew she looked like hell, she looked like - well, somebody who'd spent the last fifteen minutes or so in tears, really. That's why she moved to slip out of Levi's room and to go to the bathroom, to wash her face - she prayed that no one would see her, but today? Not exactly Raleigh's lucky day.
There's a certain level of weirdness that comes from running into your friend's girlfriend when you're trying to sneak out of his (empty, thank god) bedroom, and that's exactly what happened, a lump rising in Raleigh's throat. Of course she knows Lara - they'd never spoken, but she knows her by sight, she's seen her with Levi, and from what she's been told... she was there, that night. Everyone from that night is here, and absurdly she remembers when Corrine invited her to dinner, with the five of them, and her heart just... sinks. "I was just-" She doesn' t know what else to say, her hand on the doorknob, and Lara's clearly seen her come from there.
".... I needed to be alone for a minute. I just- I grabbed a door, is all."
It probably wasn't the healthiest of approaches, although she's not thinking about that right now.
It probably wasn't the best of ideas, either, because she'd gotten to the house (where she'd been several times, but she'd never really gotten the grand tour) and grabbed at the first door that's not the bathroom because people need the bathroom, and she found herself in, what some far-off part of her brain assumed, in Levi's bedroom.
It took twenty minutes for her to be able to get herself back in order. She knew she looked like hell, she looked like - well, somebody who'd spent the last fifteen minutes or so in tears, really. That's why she moved to slip out of Levi's room and to go to the bathroom, to wash her face - she prayed that no one would see her, but today? Not exactly Raleigh's lucky day.
There's a certain level of weirdness that comes from running into your friend's girlfriend when you're trying to sneak out of his (empty, thank god) bedroom, and that's exactly what happened, a lump rising in Raleigh's throat. Of course she knows Lara - they'd never spoken, but she knows her by sight, she's seen her with Levi, and from what she's been told... she was there, that night. Everyone from that night is here, and absurdly she remembers when Corrine invited her to dinner, with the five of them, and her heart just... sinks. "I was just-" She doesn' t know what else to say, her hand on the doorknob, and Lara's clearly seen her come from there.
".... I needed to be alone for a minute. I just- I grabbed a door, is all."
