xx♫ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Roxie's house
xxx♪ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Roxie
xxxx♫ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Running away
xxxxx♪ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I just want a hug...
xxx♪ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Roxie
xxxx♫ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Running away
xxxxx♪ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I just want a hug...
Clearly Roxie knew that Liv had lied about having permission to go out but that wasn't the point right now. Liv was totally burned that her mother had kicked out her dad for something related to her. When Roxie wrapped Liv in a hug, she turned her head into Roxie's chest and sobbed, sliding her arms around her friend to hold onto her. After a good cry, she sniffled and wiped her nose on her shirt again. Roxie said that Liv could stay there and that she could borrow her clothing, but it was a lot of pink. Liv had brought her own clothes, though the things she'd grabbed weren't her normal goth attire but her "relaxed" wear. Her mother approved wear. Liv sniffled. "Oh Roxie, I messed up. Dad said I could go to the show but Elizabeth" she said her mother's name with such vitriol, "turned around and said no. So I went anyway. And she grounded me. But Dad let me go out to hang out with my friend Benson. And because of that, she kicked my dad out. Because of me." She sobbed again, dabbing at her eyes with her shirt. Looking down at her shirt, Liv mumbled, "My shirt's all gross... I probably need to change." Olivia finally noticed Roxie was wearing pajamas, then asked, "Were you going to bed? I brought my own pajamas... I could use some sleep too." She tiredly rubbed her red eyes, looking up at her best friend.
Tʜᴇʏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴜs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ʟᴏsᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ
ᴛᴏᴏ ʙᴜsʏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʀᴏᴄᴋs ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇɪʟɪɴɢ
Tʜᴇʏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴜs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ɴᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ
ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴜs ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ
Wᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀsɪɴɢ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs ɪɴ ᴄᴏɴᴄʀᴇᴛᴇ ᴄᴀsᴛʟᴇs!
Rᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴏғ ɴɪɢʜᴛ
Wɪᴛʜ sᴄʀᴀᴘᴇs ᴏɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴋɴᴇᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʀɪᴘs ɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴊᴇᴀɴs
Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ɪғ ɪᴛ's ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴏʀ ʀɪɢʜᴛ
Wᴇ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜʀɪʟʟ
Cinnabun Gryffie