TW: Arguing
"It drains you..."
"They should be here in like five minutes," Lovis said, looking at their watch.
"Who is it again?" Clover asked, putting two stray pieces of hair behind her ears on both sides. They were at some sort of park and were sitting in the grass. Lovis had thankfully brought a blanket.
"One of my friends. The one that you guys saw at the library,"
"Weren't they sick?" Elena asked as she laid on the blanket.
"Apparently all they had was a cold. When they get sick, though, the symptoms are like really bad,"
"Wasn't their name Atlas?" Ophelia was braiding flowers into Finley's hair, "That's a very beautiful name. I'd like mine to be Europa."
"Where'd you get that from?" Melody was sitting beside her.
"It's one of the many moons of Jupiter,"
"You can change your name," Finley told her. Since he was laying in Ophelia's lap, his legs were completely sprawled out onto the grass.
"Oh I wouldn't want that," she explained, "Ophelia is the name my mother picked. I wouldn't ever dare change it."
"I think that's them over there," Lovis pointed at two figures walking towards them all.
"I thought we were here for one person," West commented. He had his arm around Melody.
Lovis looked closer, "I think they brought Catrina with them."
"Who?"
"You'll see,"
As they got to the blanket, the group finally could see Catrina's face. Catrina had long bright hair. It was held back by bobby pins on each side of her head. She had blue eyes that went well with her hair and her small orange dress that would've made her stand out in any crowd in Paris. Her eyes even had some accents of orange eyeliner. Catrina also had quite a defined and intimidating face. With her prominent cheekbones and glaring eyes, she barely looked approachable.
"Sorry we're late," Atlas said as they hugged Lovis.
"Yeah, we were waiting until you guys were here before eating,"
"So... What took you guys so long? I'm starving," Elena said before looking over to Finley, "Finyfin over here is too."
Finley sat up slowly, but was pulled back down slowly by Ophelia.
"Fight me I dare you," Elena told him with a smirk.
"You know who says that?" Finley started, "Kevin. Kevin, says that."
Elena's mouth formed into a line, "Shut up."
"Um," Atlas looked at Catrina, "We were um..."
"Don't try to cover up for me it's alright," Catrina said, "My vibrator ran out of batteries and Atlas had to buy me some. After that, they just invited me."
"Well you more so forced me to invite you," Atlas fought back.
"I mean I didn't want to stay home all day," She rolled her eyes and took a seat, "Besides, this group looks fun."
"Oh yeah. Wanna introduce yourselves?" Atlas requested, also taking a seat.
After the group made their introductions, Finley sat up and started to run his hands over top of his braid. It had just ended up to be a small section that looked completely covered in flowers.

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