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JustAlice · 05-08-2012, 10:01 PM

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Originally Posted by Nixy!

Writing letters. Eugh. It was so BORING. They'd not even been at school for that long... why did her mum insist on her writing to them EVERY WEEK? Nothing changed. She went to class. She ate. She slept. Occasionally she talked to Aurora or Jonathan... Ooh. Talking of which... she could tell her mum about Jonathan's "mission"... Maybe then she'd consider Delilah to be less of a weirdo. Not that she ever SAID that. Delilah wasn't stupid, though.

She was sprawled out on her bed; completely immersed in what she was doing. Folded up next to her, was a letter from her mum. Carefully balanced on a book just passed her parchment, were a number of different coloured inks - they made writing letters more fun. Delilah often added drawings to her letters... Like right now. That's what she was doing. The girl had barely written 20 words to her mum... the rest were just doodles and sketches of what she'd been doing at school.

Finally. Finally, finally, finally she could get to her bed.

Aurora had FINALLY gone back to the dungeons, intending to either ignore or curse Kennedy if he was there and made her way up to the dorms.

Where she landed, face first, into her pillow.

Sebastian jumped up just in time and moved little Giacomo out of the way. That was one thing the cat was good for - looking after the pygmy puff. Because Aurora wasn't very good at noticing the little fella...

She had no tears left... no emotion really. Just the desire to sleep for a week... but it wasn't happening apparently. Pfft. She flipped over onto her back and stared straight up, letting Sebastian and Giacomo plonk themselves next to her (or, in Giackie's case, on her chest). She didn't know what to do... or say... or... anything.

Oh why couldn't she SLEEP?!

05-08-2012, 10:01 PM	#5 (permalink)
JustAlice Doxy Join Date: Apr 2011 Location: [GMT] Posts: 6,188 Hogwarts RPG Name: Dalia Turay Fourth Year	Zing Quote: Originally Posted by Nixy! Writing letters. Eugh. It was so BORING. They'd not even been at school for that long... why did her mum insist on her writing to them EVERY WEEK? Nothing changed. She went to class. She ate. She slept. Occasionally she talked to Aurora or Jonathan... Ooh. Talking of which... she could tell her mum about Jonathan's "mission"... Maybe then she'd consider Delilah to be less of a weirdo. Not that she ever SAID that. Delilah wasn't stupid, though. She was sprawled out on her bed; completely immersed in what she was doing. Folded up next to her, was a letter from her mum. Carefully balanced on a book just passed her parchment, were a number of different coloured inks - they made writing letters more fun. Delilah often added drawings to her letters... Like right now. That's what she was doing. The girl had barely written 20 words to her mum... the rest were just doodles and sketches of what she'd been doing at school. Finally. Finally, finally, finally she could get to her bed. Aurora had FINALLY gone back to the dungeons, intending to either ignore or curse Kennedy if he was there and made her way up to the dorms. Where she landed, face first, into her pillow. Sebastian jumped up just in time and moved little Giacomo out of the way. That was one thing the cat was good for - looking after the pygmy puff. Because Aurora wasn't very good at noticing the little fella... She had no tears left... no emotion really. Just the desire to sleep for a week... but it wasn't happening apparently. Pfft. She flipped over onto her back and stared straight up, letting Sebastian and Giacomo plonk themselves next to her (or, in Giackie's case, on her chest). She didn't know what to do... or say... or... anything. Oh why couldn't she SLEEP?!