All right, so she hadn't exactly
meant to show up at Santiago's door, but when she'd apparated that's where she'd ended up. Right, that was her story and she was sticking to it. It wasn't like she couldn't go to Richard or to Priyaranjan, but Santiago seemed like he'd at least be the most sensitive about it even if he was the one who'd probably take it the worst.
Maybe that was the reason she wanted to tell him first -- just to get it over with. Besides, she had a sneaking suspicion that the other two boys already knew one way or another -- Richard was a sneaky bastard sometimes. She frowned, rubbing her hand over her face once more (Merlin, she was puffy and red and disgusting) before she lifted her hand up to knock. Lyssandra wasn't exactly sure what she was planning on saying once Santiago (if,
if) Santiago answered the door, but it had to be better than freaking out privately.