Originally Posted by Magical Soul

Bored? She 'ugghhh'ed and looked at him sideways, "I was this close to beg for someone to take a walk with me." Her forefinger and thumb were so close they almost touched. "Vickers is keeping an eye on me, I think. He insists I stay in bed all day, sipping soup and peeing it out." She had the swoony dreamy look plastered all over her face as she talked about Vickers, unaware of how rude it was to look this happy with someone when Spike's original problem was about another someone.

..... okaaaay. Louisa didn't expect this rather thorough agreement to her sarcastic comment. Her eyes skimmed over his face, worried and trying to figure out whether this had anything to do with him trying to pull at his hair and kicking the trunk. She nodded, "Maybe it's why we're the Prefects." She nudged him playfully and quickly dropped the smile, "Spike? Do--" How exactly was she supposed to ask about what worried him and turned him from an always excited boy to a confused gloomy one? She wasn't so good with this kind of talk, people said she was too honest and sometimes meddlesome.

She sighed and smiled again, deciding against it. Maybe she can get him to talk about it after he let some passive energy out? Her smile turned into a smirk, "Race you to the end of this pathway!" AND SHE UNLEASHED HER LEGS! No warnings, no preparation, no nothing. It would be a piece of cake for him to win, Louisa was not the sporty one between the two of them, let alone a freshly recovering flu patient.