Aurora had dried her eyes and washed her face before she made her way up to the fourth floor. She stood outside the library, nervously fiddling with the ends of her hair, and waited for Kennedy. Was he mad at her..? Was she mad at him? She didn't even know... she was kind of annoyed but she was more... just upset that they had argued. She just wanted them to be happy again, and never ever fall out again. Ever. It wasn't nice.