Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
The really awful thing about being in open spaces was the opportunity for others to interrupt. Vesper wanted an answer to her question...A question that she hoped hadn't been misconstrued. By 'being public', she'd simply meant them being seen together out and about in the date setting. No, it wouldn't be obvious that's what it was...but did West plan to kiss her again? Well, it'd be a terrible shame if he didn't, really....but, again, would it be where others could see? In those regards, Ves didn't care...but that's why she'd asked. So, she could know his opinion and everything. He wasn't a novice to speculation and rumors, but she was.
Also, the Ravenclaw needed to overthink the mess out of it, okay? It wasn't her fault.
Anyway, the look on his face told her that West had a lot to say...but as luck would have it, that 'awful thing' about open spaces seemed to become real life.
An interruption. From a professor. A Slytherin professor, at that.
Blushing at professor Bellaire's tone of voice and mini!speech, she backed away from West, dropping his hand as he straightened up. "Yes, professor."
As if to prove to the older woman that they were apologetic and all, Ves retook her space on the cushioned window set and resumed her sketch. Mind, her hands were a bit shakier than before....but the distraction would work wonders. Maybe.
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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