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Gray. That's exactly how Winona would describe the weather she was observing through a barely curtain covered window. She laid on the couch, curled up over herself. Her jet black chin length curls acted as a shield, covering her lethargic, irritated eyes.

She jumped at the sound of the doorknob clicking, brushing her hair out of her face and pushing her glasses on to greet her beloved roommate.

"Lia, I'm so glad you're back," Winona sighed dramatically, pulling a full armed Lia into an embrace. The sudden shove of Lia's elbow ripped a hole through Winona's heart. The mail Lia had in her hands made a harsh slap against the side table.

"Not now," Lia huffed, sorting through their mail. "There's a lot I still need to get done."

Lia shut the door once her hands weren't occupied by a massive pile of bills and whatever else was thrown in there. She didn't even bother looking at Winona as she passed by her.

"What the hell did I do?" Winona followed Lia into their room, Lia setting up a pile of clothes to wear once she was out of a much needed shower. "Seriously, don't make me question things I shouldn't be questioning."

The blonde side eyed the ravenette that made an attempt to interrogate her. She clicked her tongue and turned her back towards her.

"There's something you're not telling me-"

"There's something you're not telling me!" Winona echoed with a pained hiss. "Seriously, what?"

Lia gave Winona a deadpanned stare, her pupils almost entirely swallowing her mahogany brown irises whole. Her brows eventually furrowed before she spoke up again.

"Winona," she began, pushing an imaginary air bubble in her throat back down. "What... Happened...? You've been hitting worse than rock bottom, it's killing me. If you're jealous about my job being further away, I'd rather know than be blown off!"

The horribly ivory painted door to the bathroom boomed a jarring echo as it was slammed against the threshold. That slam was an immediate cue for Winona to curl back into herself on the bed and stare at the disgusting bubblegum pink/Pepto Bismol walls that surrounded the interior of the room.

"I hate you," she mumbled, not even close to being loud enough for someone even a centimeter away. "I just wish you would fucking love me."