(Screams echo through the halls of the castle. Again. She swears it's been happening for at least three nights this time, the longest record of this month so far. Immediately, Octavia knows she won't be able to handle the venomous vitriol of her parents for tonight. To think that they could be shouting all-night long wasn't even much of a surprise anymore.)

(Not wasting a second, she dawns her attire. With haste, the owlet works, finishing within a few moments. She secretly leaves the castle without so much as a first thought. Wandering through Hell, she tries to keep a low profile, managing to do so - somehow.)

(After the usual time it took for the walk at her brisque pace and lengthy legs, she's finally arrived. She plugs out one earbud, letting loose the sound of her music into the air from how loud she was blasting it. A gentle tap on your door multiplied by three. A patient pause. Then again. Just as she begins to lift her hand a third time, you open the door, to her slight delight.)

"Hey."

(She softly said, her voice dripping with disenchantment and unenthusaiasm. She didn't really have any plans for today, but anything was better in her mind than just staying at the castle. She walked in and closed the door behind her, trying to lighten your load since you've already done so much for her just by being there.)