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Liv asked for this
Don't complain about my terrible attempt of feels
Dani POV (yep. Liv's.. unavailable and you and jade are the most sane people here)
I scanned the full room. It was pretty big, though I didn't recognise it.
Looking down at myself, I saw I was dressed formally-- plain black, for mourning.
Everyone was (other then the occasional white shirt under a jacket)
Why?
It was a funeral. We all stared at the coffin solemnly
(I have no idea what funerals are like, sorry
I've only been to one and was forced into tights, which I hate with a passion, so unfortunately my memory is a lil hazy)
Yesterday, Livvia Daphne Stoll had been hit with a 'freak flying javelin'
Nobody had the heart to say it, but this actually came from her brother.
He'd somehow managed to enchant a javelin to attack Apollo when he and Liv begun doing.. Things. (Apollo still as a god)
It, surprisingly, only came into action yesterday. Everyone thought it was faulty for not going off sooner.
But it did. And it stabbed Liv
So here she lay.
Apollo was hunched over the coffin, body wracked in visible sobs. I'm not mean enough to embarrass you further, so I'll leave it to your imagination.
Rebel was silently crying into Laurence's shoulder, who probably would have been crying too if Liv wasn't always so mean to him. He still looked upset though.
I moved over, attempting to comfort Apollo, despite the fact my own eyes were clearly glistening.
Yuvia and Olive were staring at the coffin's writing in disbelief
"Livvia Daphne Stoll.. she actually had a middle name" Olive said in disbelief
"Little ironic, isn't it?" Yuvia asked, tilting her head, earning a kick from Thistle, who was standing next to her
"Funeral. No snide remarks" she reminded them both sharply, and Yuvia walked off to a corner. She looked, suddenly, a lot more upset
Olive leaned her head on the top of Thistle's, being that much taller, and stared forward blankly. She was bad with emotions, everyone knew that, so would probably release them later when nobody was around
Jade, on the other hand, was also openly crying. She sat on a seat, Fran Asking what was wrong and where Liv was.
Travis was probably the worst. Knowing it was his fault drove him crazy-- quite literally. Him and Katie couldn't even attend as she had to keep him from doing something dumb.
Everyone was affected, even those who didn't know her
(Some for the better)
(Not really)
(Probably)
But everyone knew camp wouldn't be the same
COULDN'T THINK UP A GOOD ENDING
THERE YOU ARE STOLL
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