That was it. She and Flynn were no longer a thing. An "item." A couple." They were no longer together. Lora didn't cry, didn't know if she could cry. There were finals she should be studying for, and she knew that, but like hell she was going to be able to concentrate. She needed to go, needed to get away, needed to do something that wasn't the endless cycle of school, work, and up until now, seeing Flynn. He had been her escape.
He couldn't be her escape anymore. Lora numbly looked for her keys, not realizing that she hadn't yet put them down. They had had their "talk" in person, which meant that she'd just gotten back to her little apartment. She couldn't stay there. There were too many memories in it for her to stay there right now.
As soon as she realized that her keys were still in her hand, Lora grabbed a jacket and headed out the door, locking it behind her. Despite how numb she was, there were stillsome things that were just a habit. Her research and the work she was doing on her thesis were far too valuable to simply leave the door unlocked, even in her current state.
Lora got into her car, still the old junker that she had first purchased when she had moved to California. She could probably have afforded a better car, at this point, but she was trying to save as much as she could for a rainy day. These weren't really important at the moment; what was important was that she had a car that worked, a car that she could get in and simply drive.
Damn it, even her car reminded her of Flynn, with the cassette player he'd put in for her.