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Lislchen · 07-10-2014, 08:41 AM

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Originally Posted by Cedric

Yes….. Plymouth…..

There was a change to Olly’s expression. That was noticed. And the way she repeated it made Schuyler begin to feel like maybe there was a better solution to this. Maybe. It certainly helped that horrible feeling that'd been invading her chest.

So when Olly started speaking, Schuyler was all ears. One of the things they always seemed to do right in their relationship was be honest with each other. Like now, for instance. And when Schuyler thought about how Olly really wanted her to stay and how she wasn't quite 'strong' in some ways lately, the Gryffindor felt ashamed to a degree. Ashamed that she hadn't given Olly enough part in this conversation before. And that she'd underestimated not only how hard it'd be for her girlfriend, but how hard it'd be for herself, too. Like… this wasn't a month away. This was four years.

She was quiet for a little while, her fork making shapes in the syrup. This was good. Okay. She was weighing pros and cons and actually trying to think things through about what would really be good for her. And her education, naturally. The stress of choosing had gotten her into the habit of putting off the actual decision making.

Her girlfriend's input did mean a lot. And it was a really big factor in her decision on which university she should go to. But the actual decision had to be hers. Schuyler's. Obviously.

That being said, there wasn’t much that could compete with Olly. Not even the allure of some vibrant city.

"It's not selfish," she answered. "..Not when I want to stay with you, too." Because she did. Of course she did. But 'staying' for Schuyler wasn’t so much staying in England, in a location, as it was needing to stay with Olly. Staying her best friend. Her girlfriend. Olly wasn't something she ever wanted to lose.

"Plymouth does seem really nice.." she started as she picked up her fork again, a small smile forming. "Beachy. English-speaking. The campus is beautiful.." She tapped her fork on the plate a little. "And closer to you." She looked up at Olly.

With all the time she had spent marveling simply at how pretty Barcelona must be, Schuyler had almost managed to completely overlook how perfect studying in Plymouth would be for her.

Almost.

"So.. is Southern England too far to visit?" Her smile widened. For the record, she was counting on that answer being a 'no.'

... ... ... ... ... ...

Her brain was sending out signals to the rest of her body but somehow Olly didn't move. Or talk. Or do anything really. She just stared at Schuyler for what felt like an hour. Trying to process what had just happened. Trying to understand it. And react accordingly. So she was....Schuyler wasn't....she was....but Spain...and Barcelona...and........

"So you won't move to Spain then." Olly finally asked, somewhat stupidly. That was what Schuyler had just said, no? That she was staying in Plymouth. Which wasn't in Spain. But in southern England. It was here. Close. Olly wouldn't mind going there. Not at all. It wasn't exactly like London was her city of choice to live in. It was big too. Plymouth sounded a lot more appealing to be honest. Not that Schuyler had suggested anything. Only that she could visit her. Not that Olly was genuinely worrying about the details right now.

Schuyler was staying.

And probably waiting for an answer right now. Even though it was obvious. "... 'course not." Pause. More staring. And before she could stop herself Olly had gotten up and walked over to where Schuyler was sitting to give her a really really big hug. It was a 'thank you' without actually saying the words. Because Schuyler probably wasn't staying FOR her. Or not only. Probably. Actually she didn't know. Nor care right now. The most important thing was that she wasn't leaving the country.

07-10-2014, 08:41 AM	#336 (permalink)
Lislchen DERP & DMAC Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Vienna [GMT+1] Posts: 35,575 Hogwarts RPG Name: Siobhán O'Shea Graduated x3 x2	The Kisapaths \| Sila!Roti \| -2 \| TouchableHair \| ToiletPaperGuy \| QueenOfConfusion Quote: Originally Posted by Cedric Yes….. Plymouth….. There was a change to Olly’s expression. That was noticed. And the way she repeated it made Schuyler begin to feel like maybe there was a better solution to this. Maybe. It certainly helped that horrible feeling that'd been invading her chest. So when Olly started speaking, Schuyler was all ears. One of the things they always seemed to do right in their relationship was be honest with each other. Like now, for instance. And when Schuyler thought about how Olly really wanted her to stay and how she wasn't quite 'strong' in some ways lately, the Gryffindor felt ashamed to a degree. Ashamed that she hadn't given Olly enough part in this conversation before. And that she'd underestimated not only how hard it'd be for her girlfriend, but how hard it'd be for herself, too. Like… this wasn't a month away. This was four years. She was quiet for a little while, her fork making shapes in the syrup. This was good. Okay. She was weighing pros and cons and actually trying to think things through about what would really be good for her. And her education, naturally. The stress of choosing had gotten her into the habit of putting off the actual decision making. Her girlfriend's input did mean a lot. And it was a really big factor in her decision on which university she should go to. But the actual decision had to be hers. Schuyler's. Obviously. That being said, there wasn’t much that could compete with Olly. Not even the allure of some vibrant city. "It's not selfish," she answered. "..Not when I want to stay with you, too." Because she did. Of course she did. But 'staying' for Schuyler wasn’t so much staying in England, in a location, as it was needing to stay with Olly. Staying her best friend. Her girlfriend. Olly wasn't something she ever wanted to lose. "Plymouth does seem really nice.." she started as she picked up her fork again, a small smile forming. "*Beachy. English-speaking. The campus is beautiful.." She tapped her fork on the plate a little. "And closer to you." She looked up at Olly. With all the time she had spent marveling simply at how pretty Barcelona must be, Schuyler had almost managed to completely overlook how perfect studying in Plymouth would be for her. Almost. "So.. is Southern England too far to visit?" Her smile widened. For the record, she was counting on that answer being a 'no.' ... ... ... ... ... ... Her brain was sending out signals to the rest of her body but somehow Olly didn't move. Or talk. Or do anything really. She just stared at Schuyler for what felt like an hour. Trying to process what had just happened. Trying to understand it. And react accordingly. So she was....Schuyler wasn't....she was....but Spain...and Barcelona...and........ "So you won't move to Spain then."* Olly finally asked, somewhat stupidly. That was what Schuyler had just said, no? That she was staying in Plymouth. Which wasn't in Spain. But in southern England. It was here. Close. Olly wouldn't mind going there. Not at all. It wasn't exactly like London was her city of choice to live in. It was big too. Plymouth sounded a lot more appealing to be honest. Not that Schuyler had suggested anything. Only that she could visit her. Not that Olly was genuinely worrying about the details right now. Schuyler was staying. And probably waiting for an answer right now. Even though it was obvious. "... 'course not." Pause. More staring. And before she could stop herself Olly had gotten up and walked over to where Schuyler was sitting to give her a really really big hug. It was a 'thank you' without actually saying the words. Because Schuyler probably wasn't staying FOR her. Or not only. Probably. Actually she didn't know. Nor care right now. The most important thing was that she wasn't leaving the country. __________________ I just wanted you to know that this is me trying ________________________________{Drabbles}_{Meet Lissy}_{DERP}