Dandelion

Thirty

Briar blew air out from her mouth like a raspberry as her and Greyson and the guys stood there and looked at Greyson's floor of the house. The cleaning man had made most of the place look like it had before, but there was still a lot of water damage done to pictures and some of his furniture. Briar couldn't believe what she had done. Unease set in her stomach as she glanced at Greyson who stood there looking around for a moment before he sighed and walked to his bedroom and slowly opened the door. Briar glanced over to Myrick who had his arms mostly crossed as he rubbed his chin gently with one hand. His eyes were wide with slight panic as well as he caught Briar's gaze.

"I guess it could be worse," he whispered.

"How could this be worse?" She asked aggravated.

"He could be yelling at us right now," Myrick said as he shrugged. Briar sighed. She actually wished Greyson would yell at this point. He was all to calm about the situation, and it was slightly scaring the crap out of her. Greyson walked back out into the main part of his floor, still not making eye contact with Briar or anyone else. She wrapped one arm around herself as she lifted her thumb to her teeth and began to gnaw away at her guilt and worry. Unfortunately, it was a crappy habit she had just recently picked up and did nothing to help her shaky nerves.

"Well, aside from my posters being ruined and my needing to do a few other things, its not as bad as I thought it was going to be," Greyson sighed as he finally glanced between her and Myrick.

"You're not mad?" Myrick asked stupidly.

"Why do you two keep asking me that like I'm going to explode or something?" Greyson asked annoyed.

"Dude, Jimmy broke your garbage disposal once and you almost gave yourself an aneurism from it," Cordy pointed out. Greyson's gaze narrowed.

"Yea, well Jimmy shoved a damn shoe into it because you three dared him too, and it took too much time and money to fix!" Greyson snipped. Briar bit back a laugh.

"Briar broke your shower and you're not even going to yell?" Jimmy asked now.

"Hey! I didn't break it! The remote was dying, and I don't live here all the time and I'm damn sure not stupid enough to shove a shoe in a garbage disposal," Briar dropped her hand and glared at Jimmy.

"I'm sorry, but double standards much? Why does she get off the hook so easily?" Jimmy argued. Though she could see that he was joking, she was getting ready to strangle him.

"Because you, assholes, aren't my girlfriend, alright, out. Get out, I just want to be alone in my thoughts," Greyson walked up and started to shove the guys into the elevator as Briar stood there, sticking her tongue out at Jimmy who proceeded to stick his tongue out at her as well. Cordy, Hal and Myrick all protested, but the room became silent as the doors closed. Greyson stood there for a moment with his back turned to Briar. After another few moments more of awkward silence, Greyson turned with his head shaking as he chuckled.

"I will not be leaving you here alone with Myrick, ever again," he continued to chuckle and cross his arms.

"Listen, I plead the fifth at this point. I literally just wanted a shower," she said as she held up her hands.

"Well, not only did your clothes get soaked, but everything in your bag did including your phone," Greyson said as he pulled her dingy phone out of his pocket.

"What? No!" She ran over and snatched it from his hand. She flipped it open and tried to turn it on, but nothing happened.

"No!" She cried.

"Looks like we will be getting you a new phone after all," Greyson chuckled, "silver linings." He walked back to his room. Briar followed, her stomach dropping as she looked around at his ruined posters.