01-22-2011, 03:58 AM
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Originally Posted by Chelliephone Anakin lowered himself down to the ground beside her, stretching his legs out in front of him, and turning his head to watch her. The last couple of times he'd seen her, she'd seemed pretty upset, which was sort of worrisome. Not that he knew her all that well of course, but Vashti seemed a cool person, and he'd like to be able to call her friend. And he just hated seeing people down anyways. There was too much misery in the world already.
Watching her merely shrug, and seeing her lips form the respone of 'same', Anakin gave a nod, glancing across at the wall opposite them. "I guess it's just a thinking day huh?" Before he turned back to her. Watching in silence for a second. "Do you...wanna talk about it? I can be a pretty good listener." He refused to accept the irony of those words. Thinking day? Well sure. Vashti supposed it could be called that. It just wasn't a good kind of thinking day. But she nodded anyway, glancing at him for a moment before looking away. She stared at the floor as he offered to listen if she wanted to talk about what was on her mind, and she was silent for several seconds, trying to decide whether she would finally, actually talk about this with someone or whether she would continue to keep it bottled up. She wasn't sure how much longer she could take keeping it all inside though. Some days were worse than others, sure, but the worse days kept getting worse each time, and she knew deep down that it was because she was trying to do it all alone. Maybe it was fine to do over the summer when it had only very recently happened and she didn't want to break down crying in front of her mum, just as she knew her mum didn't want to cry in front of her. But she wasn't at home anymore, and grieving alone on the inside just wasn't helping anything anymore. "Yeah, I would like to, actually, if you don't mind," she answered in a small voice, biting her lip after when she felt her eyes start to burn a little.
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