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Shanners · 07-01-2014, 03:57 AM

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Originally Posted by Wood'sLittleFlower

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.

So she wasn't alone. And it wasn't like it was someone she could forget about being insecure in front of. She had to hold her own with this one and not crack. Which meant she wasn't allowed to hug her knees and cry quietly until she was all cried out and didn't need to cry for another month. Not...that she was crying anymore. No. That wasn't a thing. Nope.

"Oh..." She mumbled, as she turned around and leant her back against the door. There was no intention to trap them or anything or force the kid to stay here, but she just wanted to lean and the door was in a convenient spot.

"No one is usually here..." Aside from Cat or no one. "What are you reading?" If she got her talking, maybe she could find a couple of scratches on the floor that she'd let Gemini make a year ago in the middle of the last burst of bad times.

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Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,360 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mozart Bronwyn #ee6600 Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maebry Grimaldi #ff8d6d First Year x7 x5	∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Quote: Originally Posted by Wood'sLittleFlower 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. So she wasn't alone. And it wasn't like it was someone she could forget about being insecure in front of. She had to hold her own with this one and not crack. Which meant she wasn't allowed to hug her knees and cry quietly until she was all cried out and didn't need to cry for another month. Not...that she was crying anymore. No. That wasn't a thing. Nope. "Oh..." She mumbled, as she turned around and leant her back against the door. There was no intention to trap them or anything or force the kid to stay here, but she just wanted to lean and the door was in a convenient spot. "No one is usually here..." Aside from Cat or no one. "What are you reading?" If she got her talking, maybe she could find a couple of scratches on the floor that she'd let Gemini make a year ago in the middle of the last burst of bad times. __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________