07-01-2014, 03:45 AM
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DMLE & DMAC Mooncalf
Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Third Year | Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote:
Originally Posted by Shanners Her emotions were not being vented into crying now. Nor were they being swept up in throwing apples at the wall. She also wasn't using a boy as a distraction to the monster she had unravelled into, which was a positive. Maybe it meant she'd be able to smile at her reflection without having to force it so much so that it looked contrived. Instead, everything was focussed in making her way around the castle and finding everything that she needed to see before she wasn't coming back here again.
And she kind of just wanted to find a place where she hide out for a few hours when she needed a breather to knit away the temptations her newfound emotions gave her.
Like boys.
More boys than the boy.
Boys that didn't deserve her attention.
Aiming to avoid anyone she knew or would uphold a conversation she didn't want to have, Elodie backed into the office, and shut the door quickly before resting her forehead on it. Alone. She was finally alone. Again.
Maybe........
Was someone turning pages??? How long had it been? She lifted her wrist, to check the time, only to remember she wasn't wearing a watch, and only had one as an accessory that she couldn't figure out how to program the proper time in. She lowered her wrist again, pulled her legs up closer, folding them just in front of her and scootching back in the chair to get more comfy cozy.
But her brief time of silence had to come to an end, didn't it? All good things did, she thought. Her eyes lifted from the book as footsteps approached and crossed the threshold of her newly found reading spot. Was there no safe place to read?
She watched the girl- oh! She knew this one. Met her briefly. And she was... Pretty prefect! The grumpy one with the boyfriend.
Although.. she seemed busy. Preoccupied. CB just watched, though. Staying quiet, observing. Would she have to say something first? Did people expect her to? Maybe. Hm.
But she made no move to open her mouth. She continued watching, her hands folded lightly, resting in the fold of her open book.
Just waiting.
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________ _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e |
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