Freya was sat on her bed, her knees pulled up to her chest and her forehead resting against them. She didn't bother to move when she'd heard Hunter knock, wishing he'd just leave her alone. But she could hardly say that to him. Last time she'd pushed him away it had been when she'd had a crush on him, and it had almost destroyed their friendship completely. "It's open," she murmured, not bothering to look up. She'd spoken just loud enough for him to hear her, but she couldn't be entirely sure that he had until he opened the door.
She continued to bury her face, hiding her red stained eyes from view. She didn't want to admit it, but this was the first time that she had felt truly unattractive. It had been a slow progression and she honestly hadn't noticed that it had happened until Hunter had spoken about it, but she'd lost her touch.
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Abby grabbed a plate of food, plugging her earphones and began to sing along perfectly to More Than A Feeling by Boston, ignoring the giggling bunch of girls as she did. As she set her plate and coffee down on the table, she began to drum along to the beat deciding in what order to eat her food. During one of the guitar solo's she picked up a piece of bacon and chewed on it, letting out a noise of contentment as her eyes fluttered closed. She swallowed and began to sing again, setting the bacon down as she reorganised her food into a toasted bacon sandwich with cheese and tomato slices.