31 May 2022, 23:27
Who are we?
Eloise burst out laughing at her friend's joke. She and her band of second-years were coming out of their last class of the day and, as usual, they went to the park to finish their homework for the next day. When they reached the stairs, Eloise excused herself and turned off towards the toilet.
roleplaying as Eloïse Duciel
interacting with Henriette Duciel
outfit [x]
17:34
song
— Je reviens tout de suite! I'll be right back!
As soon as she turned around, she began to lose her smile but walked with her usual confident gait towards the toilet. Once inside the stall, Eloise completely lost her mask of the popular and beloved girl. She became what she was, the lost 13 year old who didn't really know who she was.
She sat down in the corner of the cabin, with tears in her eyes. She pushed back her red hair and put her head in her lap, about to cry. It had become a habit. Whenever she didn't feel well, she would escape from her circle of friends and go somewhere, alone, to think. To overthink. Now Eloise didn't know who she was. She didn't know who she wanted to be. But she knew who the world wanted her to be. And that's what she was trying to be.
— Elo? C'est toi qui pleures ? Elo? It's you who's crying?
Three light knocks on the door. Eloise suddenly stopped crying. Henriette, her sister. Eloise pursed her lips. No one was to know. And no one will know that Eloise Duciel and Eloise Duciel were two different people. She took two deep breaths and sat down on the toilet as quietly as possible. She cleared her throat and spoke in as neutral a tone as possible.
— Simple question Henriette, pourquoi serais je en train de pleurer? Et viens pas m'embêter quand je suis aux chiottes. Dis aux autres que je suis là dans cinq minutes maximum. Simple question Henriette, why should I be crying? And don't bother me when I'm on the toilet. Tell the others I'll be there in five minutes at most.
— Comme tu veux. Et t'inquiète, je dirai pas à tes "amis" que l'incroyable Eloïse était en train de pleurer aux toilettes. Whatever you say. And don't worry, I won't tell your "friends" that the amazing Eloise was crying in the bathroom.
Eloise closed her eyes. There was really nothing to hide from Henriette. The first year was super perceptive and knew her big sister perfectly well. Besides, the toilet was empty so only one person could have been crying. When Henriette came out, Eloise grabbed her bag and walked out of her cabin. She rinsed her face and redid her make-up. She took a few steps towards the exit, looked in the mirror and tightened her tie. Eloise was now ready to go back to see her friends.