Mac was having lunch with Wallace, Veronica, Piz and Logan. Actually, the brunette was now mocking puking while Logan kissed Veronica with more passion that needed over a hamburger. Wallace was grinning widly and Piz's disgusted face was much more credible. Mac felt sorry for him, even more when he took off hastily mentionning a class.
But it was her turn to wig out when she spoted Dick standing in the cafeteria his tray in the hands, glancing around for a place to sit. She rose abruptly off her seat, spilling her can. "Gotta boogie." Veronica looked around and spoted the actually contrite Dick, swaying on his feet. Wallace gave her a slight bump on the shoulder and grinned. "i'll catch up with her, don't worry."
Veronica smirked when Dick sat beside Logan and stretched his fingers in a helloing way.
At the cafeteria exit, Wallace draped a friendly arm around Mac's soulders. " Still can't stand him, huh ?" He gets surprised when Mac didn't shot back a 'damn straight' but pursed her lips with discomfort. "No. It's not that... It's more like... I don't wanna have to stand him." She gave him a tentative smile. Wallace squeesed her shoudler before letting go. "Maybe one day he'll feel better and stop radiating." Her mouth quircked a little. "Radiating ?"
Wallace grinned. "I can't think of a better way to put it. You know, he feels so bad that his whole pain can't be kept inside him. The others around have to feel it." Mac turned wistful. "I hope he will." She said. More than you'll know, given that a great part of it is probably my fault.
"So, where is Bronson ?" Wallace asked, snapping her back to reality. "Hum, he's been working a lot lately." she answered into a slightly accusating tone. He frowned. "You two are all right ?" Mac raised a brow. "Yeay." she didn't sound that convinced. For now.
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Veronica watched Dick walking away from her and Logan, frowning. "What's bugging you sweetie ?" Her boyfriend flicked a curl of hair off her forehead. "I don't know. I can't seem to understand why would Dick be angry with Mac. I mean, that the sight of each other still hurt them, I can get, Grad Night isn't that far from us, after all. But... there was clearly something else. Like... he was upset. Do you think ... he might blame her somehow ?" Logan raised a brow. "About Cassidy ?" "Yeah." He pursed his lips together and took her hand. "I don't know. I don't think so. He just... feels bad, and you know him, his way to express his feelings is... inexistant." Veronica smiled.
"But, enough with Dick." Logan said. "What about the handsome dude over here ?" Logan wisperd, nibbing at her earlobe. Veronica chuckled, closing her eyes. "Aw, Love, don't start now... we have class in like... twenty minutes." But she ran her hand on his jean, he groand slightly while kissing her neck, letting his tongue slid through his lips a few times. "Could we just skip it ?" He said, sliding a hand under her shirt, she gave in. "Gets your keys. Now."