Anywho, if you're following me and you don't know who I am that might be kind of awkward. I'm formally Professor Hawkins but I usually go by Lizzie or Professor H. I teach Psychology 101 and Abnormal Psych. Basically I'm the weird teacher who does a lot of experiments on my students.
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She left.
It’s okay. -walks in, holding Luke tightly when she said to put him in the guest room- No! I mean… There’s no need for that. And he comforts me. And keeps me from doing stupid things. -uses his free hand to wipe the tears away from his eyes- She said… On the letter… That it was too much for her to handle. -he took the ring out of his pocket, showing it to Lizzie- She left it on the bed. Our bed. She… Must left while I was in the shower, because when Patrick stopped by… She was still there. Sleeping… Or packing. I don’t know. -takes a sit on the couch, adjusting Luke in his arms-
-widens her eyes at his reply- Sorry! I just didn’t know if it would be more comfortable for him in the bedroom. -listens intently as Mike speaks, looking down at the rings in her hands- How could she just leave you and Baby Luke like that? -sits next to him on the couch, wrapping her arm around his shoulder- Is that she said? That it was too much to handle..? -looks at him sympathetically, swallowing the lump in her throat, takes a deep breath- I don’t understand.. Any of this.
- Patrick: Is he with you?
- Lizzie: He just got here.. I can't believe she left.
She left.
Of course come over, stay as long as you want.. We can talk when you get here.. Only if you want.
-shows up at Lizzie’s door with a sleeping Luke in his arm- Lizzie, open up.
-quickly opens the door, letting Mike and Luke inside- Hey.. Patrick isn’t here yet but he should be home soon. -looks down at Luke, smiling softly, lowering her voice to a whisper- Do you want to put him in the guest room?
She left.
I gotta leave this apartment. Do you mind if I come over with Luke and… stay for a few days?
Of course come over, stay as long as you want.. We can talk when you get here.. Only if you want.
She left.
She left a letter and the rings. She’s gone. What am I gonna do when Luke cries for his mother in the morning?
I…
Oh Mike… No.. Do you want Patty and I to come over?
Aw yeah, Jamaica yeahhhh
My group is better than yours, Dant.
