The next time Raven saw Anya, Raven wasn't the one in hot shit.

"I AM MORE THAN CAPABLE OF SEPARATING FEELINGS FROM DUTY." Lexa's dorm slammed, and she stormed out, slamming it shut so hard it reverberated, and accidentally brushing past Raven as she stormed out of the suite, angry footsteps making their way down the stairs. Raven heard the angry sniffles that followed the defiant look on Lexa's face. A few stunned moments of silence later, Anya emerged from her sister's room.

She met Raven's gaze with a defeated look in her eyes.

"Hey," Raven's voice was soft, and she tried to be disarming as she made her way over to where Anya stood. "Are you alright?"

Anya nodded slowly, but set her jaw the same way Lexa did when she and Clarke got into an argument and she was trying not to cry.

"Is there anything necessary you need to do right now?"

Anya's gaze directed itself at her shoes, and she shook her head. "No." Anya bit out as though it was the only word she could get out with a straight voice.

"Do you want to go back to your room."

"Not really." Anya's voice was strained but she was strikingly more composed than just a minute ago. She hesitated briefly, "I don't really want to be alone right now." It was both a question and a plea.

"Come on."

Raven directed Anya toward her room. Anya paused in the doorway, obviously surprised at the decor adorning it. Raven didn't have a lot that wasn't neatly organized, and she had a double room for herself a la not being able to loft her bed because she would have a hard time getting up or down, especially while piss drunk so she hadn't objected.

As such, she had a shit ton of storage space so her room didn't feel cluttered, but her things were all slightly elevated so that she didn't have to bend down or get up to reach them.

She directed Anya to the couch that sat below the second double bed, which she had lofted all the way to the ceiling, and mostly used only to take pity on sexiled friends.

"Can I make you a hot chocolate?"

"That would be great, thank you."

Raven made her way down to the kitchen slowly, wanting to give Anya some time to process, having, as surreptitiously as she could, left tissues near where Anya was sitting if necessary.

She took her time stirring the chocolate into the mugs, but even then, Anya was still sniffling a bit when she got back to the room. Raven didn't quite know what to say, but she reasoned, if she was in that same position, she would want to talk about something else.

"What's your favorite non-alcoholic or non-caffeinated drink?"

"It's uh...hot cider."

That wasn't what she'd been expecting, but she wasn't quite sure what she had been expecting anyway. Lexa was nothing like Raven had expected either, and Raven felt a bit of shame for judging both sisters on appearance.

"Noted." Raven smiled.

"What about you?" Anya asked.

"Sunny D. Ever since I was a kid and used to get it in my lunches. I don't know I just like it."

"What about hot drinks?" Anya asked.

"Um...peppermint tea, I think. And cold drinks for you."

Anya shrugged. "I don't drink them often enough to really have a preference, but I like most things. Lemonade." She smiled. "I used to make it during the summers and Lexa would sell it to people passing by. We'd split the profit." Her face fell.

"Clarke's going on that trip next summer."

Raven nodded in acknowledgement.

"Lexa wants to go. I went to her room to ask her not to- I wouldn't have ordered her, or anything like that. But she said she wasn't going, which, I could see in her eyes that she'd refused Clarke and felt like an asshole. But I could tell she wanted to, and that's what hurt her. But I hurt her too. I should have understood that she wouldn't go, trusted her enough to believe that without having confronted her about it. And I should have let her if she needed to."

"I get it." Raven replied, after a moment of silence. "It's really good that you can see that, but you're being too hard on yourself. I agree that Clarke has changed Lexa, for better or for worse. And I'm sure you're just looking out for her."

"I am." Anya said with desperation clear in her voice. "We can't-" It broke for a second. "We can't afford for her not to work this summer. I'm already an RA just so she can afford to live in this suite with you guys. But I've tried so hard to shield her from all of this, and even then it isn't enough. We don't have the money. I never wanted her to be a part of this, and then when we're so close to not having to, I force her to be apart from Clarke for the summer."

"You're not forcing her to do anything." Raven replied forcefully. "She's a grown adult. And this isn't...this isn't her on the playground skipping meals, this is her not going clubbing with her rich trust fund girlfriend. It's not the same thing, and you know it. You don't have to feel guilty over something like this."

Raven continued, "You don't know how much it means to me that you're willing to do everything for her. Family has never meant anything to me. My only family is my friends. But when I see you, I'm so glad that you looked out for her like no one ever looked out for me. She's lucky to have you, Anya. She knows that."

Anya took a careful sip of her hot chocolate, and grinned from ear to ear. "Doubled the packets. That's always the best."

"I KNOW."

Raven let the shared experience spread itself into a comfortable silence, in which they both finished off their drinks. Relaxing into the couch, she allowed herself to be satisfied with the progress they'd made.

The only word for Raven's space was peaceful. What was striking about it was the calm of the space.

Raven did not subscribe to a belief in Feng Shui, or similar arrangements per say, but she had done much research over the summer on how to make her room calm to curb her anxiety.

People were always surprised when they saw it, assuming that it would be as hectic as she was. But though her work spaces were always messy and cluttered, living with anxiety and depression had forced her to change her living space in order to maintain her productivity.

The colors were all soft and warm- her bedspread was a light purple and she had chosen a very warm lighting fixture to supplement the harsh industrial fluorescent lighting that it had come furnished with.

She didn't work in her room, it was a safe haven, and her iPod dock in the corner crooned soft piano music from an ancient nano she had had since she was ten years old. Her pillow pets sat neatly on her bed, Puma the Leopard chief among them.

Raven thought again to what she would want if she had just been in an argument with Clarke.

"Want to watch something?"

"Yes, please."

"Okay, I know this is going to sound weird, but, how about Avatar: the Last Airbender."

Anya smiled again. "I think Lexa watched that growing up. I've never seen it but I know a little bit about it."

"It helps me out a lot whenever I'm stressed or scared."

Anya's expression hardened. "I think I'll go, actually. Thanks for the drink." She abruptly got up and crossed the room in three long strides.

"Did I say something that bothered you?" Raven could do helping friends out, but she had no space for tact or tempering Lexa's (or apparently Anya's) whiny emo bullshit.

"I'm the RA here. I don't feel comfortable with this."

Raven stood up and crossed the room to look Anya directly in the eye.

"You're not my RA. How old are you?"

"22."

"So you don't talk to anyone you live with because you think you're not allowed to."

"I'm not not allowed to, but...it's not professional."

"You live here too, Anya."

Anya sighed. "I've made things awkward now."

Raven shrugged. "You don't have to have had to. Clarke's only my friend because I caught her fucking my boyfriend. How do you think that turned out."

"Fair enough." Anya sat back down, not surprised with the information. Lexa probably told her at some point, or she just had a really good poker face. Raven grabbed her laptop, dimming the lights.

"What's that?"

"This? She is my child, Agatha." Raven dramatically caressed the projector. "Found her in a dumpster behind a public school. Turns out, all she needed was a new bulb, didn't you baby? Some poor old-ass teacher probably thought they'd broken their 'fancy new technology' and pretended somebody stole it."

Anya raised an eyebrow, but didn't comment on the fact Raven was even in the dumpster in the first place, which scored her major brownie points with Raven, who then turned Agatha on (ha ha), turned off her iPod, which had switched to 90's pop in the time it took for them to finish talking, and started the first episode. They sat there for a good few hours, laughing at the good parts, and eventually, Anya fell asleep there on the couch.

Raven knew if she went to bed, Anya would know she'd left her there on the couch, but, in her sleep, Raven could see how tired Anya was, the stresses of life evident on her face. Even in sleep, she seemed distressed.

Raven put another pillow pet, her elephant, under Anya's head, and made sure the couch slash spare blanket covered her completely. She made her way into bed, and settled herself in. She set an alarm for 9 AM (it was a Saturday, so Anya probably didn't need to be up before then, and let herself drift off slowly.