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When Jason pushed her shoulder, Allison jokingly shot him a dirty look. Right after that she poked him in the stomach, just like she used to do but then she was mostly just trying to cop a feel at his abs. “Maybe,” she said shrugging. “But I guess it’s not so bad right now.” She started yawning, stretching her arms. This entire day had been pretty tiring so she was glad that today she could at least sleep without worrying much. “I think it’s time for this little piggy to go to bed. I’ll get my stuff out of the car tomorrow, I’m a bit lazy.”

He grinned at her when she poked his stomach. He yawned too. “Alright, sounds good.” He looked over her face for a moment before placing his lips to her forehead. “Night Al, if you need me you know where I’ll be.” He smiled before calling George into his room. “I’ll leave the door cracked, if you feel the need you can come crawl in bed with me.” He shot her another quick glance before closing the door, only leaving a 4 or 5 in gap.

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“I’ll try not to give you food poisoning, though I would do all my fellow students a pleasure with that. It’s very tempting now,” she was just grinning like an idiot, the idea of it was brilliant but she would never do that. “In all honesty, I’ve kind of missed you. No one can deal with my awesomeness like you,” she said as she continued grinning, trying not to laugh.

“On second thought…” Jason teased back, laughing and grinning himself. He smiled, “I’m glad to have you around, Al. I sorta, kinda, missed you too.” He pushed her shoulder playfully. “I’m sorry things have been such shit for you, maybe it’ll get better.” He smiled, hopeful. He didn’t like seeing her so upset.

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“I think you just broke a world record of saying ‘whatever’ as many times as possible,” she joked and listened to the rest of his story, it sort of made sense but then again, it didn’t. “It kind of depends on what happens during the day and considering how today went,” she paused as she followed him back to the living room. “I’ll need a rainbow and a lot of happy things to fix it, but hopefully my medication will work. Maybe I’ll just stuff a sock in my mouth, I really don’t want to wake you.” she kind of hated being dependent on other people, especially with these kind of things. “If you want, I could cook tomorrow?” She kind of felt like she had to do something in return for staying here.

“Oops?” He muttered carelessly. He listened closely as she spoke. “I hope the meds work too.” He shrugged, “Don’t worry about waking me. It’s really not a big deal.” He smiled, hoping it would comfort her. He really didn’t mind, he sort of hoped staying with him might help. He felt the urge to invite her to sleep in his bed with him, hoping that maybe being with someone else would help, but he decided against it. It would be extremely dumb of him, she just vented to him about the mistakes she made and he wasn’t about to make her feel uncomfortable. “Yeah sure, you can cook if you want.” He smiled again. 

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“You just lost some cool points there, mister Hasting,“ she said his name in a mocking tone. She had never heard of anyone preferring X-Men over Batman but whatever float his boat was fine with her. “Tell me this, why do you need a room for that when you have an entire house to yourself and you could easily do that in the living room. And, psh, I’m too cool for your whatever room,” she said grinning as she nudged his arm. “I have some stuff since I already planned on skipping out soon enough, I even brought my school books, I’m that good. I’ll get it later.” Part of her kind of wanted to bring up the past but there was no way she was going through the awkwardness of that again. “I do have to sort of warn you, I was at the shooting and I’m, well, traumatized as the doctors say. So if I scream at night just like, slap me awake or something. Or you could throw a bucket of water over me, I’m sure that would work,” she said with a faint laugh. 

Jason shrugged, “Whatever.” He chuckled to himself a bit. “I don’t know, I just — It’s like a room I can lock myself in to escape. If I’m outside of the room, I have to think about it or do it or whatever.” He nodded when she said she had everything. “Ah” He mumbled when she mentioned the nightmares. “I’m sorry to hear that, I’ll wake you in the most gentle way I can. Do they happen a lot?” He wondered walking back toward the living room.

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Allison heard what Jason muttered but she wasn’t going to object, she didn’t feel like saying that she didn’t feel safe at all, no matter where she was. Allison followed him through the house, trying to push all the data into her head. Surely she was going to walk into the linen closet instead of the bathroom a few times. She was a bit confused at his question, whether he meant his room alone or all the things she had just seen flashing by. “That room looks kinda familiar,” though with the way her brain had been acting lately, she wasn’t even sure if it was a real memory but she just shrugged it off. “What is your ‘whatever’ room? It sounds kinda,” she pulled a sour face, all the different things a ‘whatever’ room could sound like didn’t sound that appealing to her. “Do you have a Batcave?” She kind of felt like messing with him, wanting to forget all the bad things and just have fun. “Or are you more a Superman kind of guy?”

“Um, neither.” He answered with a laugh. “I’m more of an X-Men dude, honestly. I do like how cool you sound when you say you have a ‘bat cave’ though.” He shrugged. “My ‘whatever’ is a room where I can just go chill. I have my PS3 and my xbox in there. Along with my guitar and a mini-fridge filled with beer. I just go in there to escape. I could lay on the couch, watch movies, play video games or read. I don’t have to think about papers or any of that bs. Maybe I’ll let you in sometime.” He grinned at her. “Do you have your clothes and stuff?”

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Allison smiled when he agreed, tilting her head a little as her ego grew. “Maybe I should just drop all my classes and just take media since I’ve been failing so hard. I barely went through school since the shooting,” she kind of mumbled that last part. She’d barely spoken to the ones that wanted to talk to her about it. “I don’t know if you heard but yeah, no one’s safe in Rivercourt.” She kind of hated how the conversation kept going to sort of depressing things. “Anyways, I guess if I’m staying here for a bit I’ll need a tour. I know how what you can do with music and all, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen your house completely.”

Jason remembered hearing about the shooting while he was away. “Wow, I just miss all the good stuff don’t I?” He shuttered a bit. “I don’t like the sound of that.” He muttered under his breath, “you’re pretty safe here…” He quickly changed gears to keep up with Allison. He gave a quick nod and started down the hall. “We’ll go from back to front, sound good?” He asked pointing to his right, “coat closet” he announced, he walked a foot or two before pointing to the left “bathroom and next to the bathroom is the linen closet.” He swung the door open, “Towels in the middle, comforters on the very top and sheets on the lower shelf.” He closed that door and walked down the hall a bit more, pointing to the right again. “Spare room” he informed her before continuing down the hall, “my ‘whatever’ room” to the left then they reached the end of the hall and there was one door left in front of them. He pushed the door open and flipped on the light, “My room.” He said before flipping the light off and closing the door back. Any questions about that part of the house?” He asked turning to her.

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Allison had to think about his offer for a little bit, surely her father couldn’t find her here. But if he did then both of them were in danger, though a couple of days couldn’t hurt. “Thank you, for everything,” she said, looking up at him. “I’ll sleep on the couch though or if you have a spare room.” She sort of wished she could just write everything down that had happened in the meantime and let him read it when she wasn’t there, she wasn’t that good at talking to people about these kind of things. “I would tell you but it’s not safe. The less you know, the better it is for you.” she quickly put moved the dog onto the floor so it could play or do whatever it wanted as she tried to think of something to change the subject with. “I guess I could take media classes again, I was an excellent student with my paint-drawings.”

Jason sat back on the couch, relaxing into it. He placed his hand on her knee, “no problem” He told her smiling before retracting his hand hoping the physical contact wasn’t awkward. “I have a spare room” he told her. He continued to watch her carefully, he was growing more and more worried the more she said. He promised both her and himself he wouldn’t pry. He wanted to know, what if something happened and he didn’t know. He shook the thoughts from his head and focused on the change of subject. He smiled, “you were an awesome student” he agreed. 

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Instead of feeling judged, Allison actually felt quite a lot better during Jason’s little speech. “You should be the spokesmen of being a teenager,” she said with a small laugh. “It’s probably the hormones that drive us insane more than guys, even if you guys do follow your little man,” she said with a nod, pressing her lips together. “So does that mean I’ve said enough for you to take your shirt off?” she said obviously kidding, though who would mind? “I do kind of have a favor to ask you,” she started, a bit unsure of if she could ask him. “I kinda need to stay in a motel for a few days and I don’t have money at the moment. If you don’t want to, that’s fine, I just figured I’d ask, y’know.”

Jason nodded slowly, laughing as he did so. “Yeah, we’re pretty, um, yep. Guys are bad about that, some even have weird men pmsing sessions. It’s a little weird…” He sighed silently, “and my shirt is staying on for the time being.” When she started to speak he looked over to her. “You’re more than welcome to stay here as long as you need.” he smiled, “Spidey too.” He patted the dog on the head. “I said I wasn’t going to pry, so you can just tell me why when you’re ready.” 

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Allison couldn’t help but laugh a little at Jason’s confusion of ice cream and chocolate. When Jason spoke, she finally looked up at him, chewing on her bottom lip. She knew she had to come clean but she didn’t want to be judged, especially not by him. “You don’t know that,” she mumbled. “In like, less than one week, I’ve screwed over three people that all like me. And last night I got pretty wasted and well, I think you can guess.” she scratched Spidey behind his ear when she spoke, she had to do something with her hands or else she’d just fumble with random things. She didn’t know what else she had to tell, if she should tell him the entire thing or just this, though she kind of figured this was enough. “I’m not that girl anymore, I’m a mess,” she said softly. Maybe Jason was the only person she could talk about her feelings with but she didn’t mind that, she knew she could trust him.

Jason searched her face as she spoke. Her voice was steady, slightly surprising him. “So you made a couple mistakes, it doesn’t make you a slut, it makes you a teenage girl. It’s not the end of the world, I know it seems like it.. but you’re human and you’re young, you’re going to fu — um, screw up. Probably a lot. I did.” He pulled his lips into a small smile. “It’s okay to be a mess, too. It happens, especially with women.” He nudged her arm playfully and laughed. “I mean, if you wanna spill, feel free, but I’m not going to pry it out of you.” 

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Allison shook her head intensely at his question, of course she wasn’t give him a honest answer. “Nope, you’re not cool, at all. I just hang with you because you have a cool dog. I mean, his name is George, can you get any cooler?” Allison kept a straight face during the entire thing, not cracking a laugh once. Though she was serious at some points, George was definitely a cool dog. When he told her to sit down she walked towards the couch and sat, Spidey quickly jumping on her lap. “Well, if you have chocolate because y’know being an emotional girl with problems,” she said, laughing though she knew the time was about to come where she had to fill him in. “And, um, drama kind of loves me right now but it’s all my own fault. And I guess I’ve kind of been acting out, or if you want to say it in the words of a teenager, a slut,” it kind of hurt to say it like that but honestly, she wasn’t that proud of herself right now either. She tried to keep her focus on her dog, not wanting to crack up and cry in front of him because to her that was being weak.

Jason shook his head, brushing off her comment. He couldn’t argue, George was a cool dog. He continued to listen from in the kitchen. “I thought chicks liked ice cream when they were upset…” He muttered somewhat confused, “I think I have some chocolate too though.” He paused, “Wait do you want chocolate ice cream or just plain chocolate?” he asked. He grabbed two glasses down from the cabinet filling them both with ice and water before taking them into the living room and setting them on the coffee table. “You aren’t a slut, Al” Jason said in a serious tone. He looked her straight in the eye, “I mean it.”