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natekka · 12-10-2014, 06:09 PM

SPOILER!!: Gabriel

This wasn't like Clara at all. She couldn't seem to focus or distract herself the way she usually could. The sheet of paper in front of her was blurry and her hands were shaking ... so much so that her sketch was full of wavy lines. It looked like a child had drawn it. She also couldn't apply the right amount of pressure; where there was supposed to be block colour it was patchy and where there was supposed to be careful detail there were careless mistakes.

She just couldn't do it.

Clara shoved the sketchpad out of her lap, just as another student entered the compartment and sat down. She was just about to tell them to leave her alone when she realised who it was. "Gabe..." she said, swallowing the rest of her words and pointlessly trying to compose herself. It was too late for that, though. He'd seen too much. Besides ... Gabe knew her too well for her to successfully hide her emotions from him.

12-10-2014, 06:09 PM	#56 (permalink)
natekka Crup Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Wales Posts: 17,110 Hogwarts RPG Name: Meinir Ellis Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora "Rory" Archer Hufflepuff Fifth Year	Little Fox \| ½ of Lauralie \| Ravenclaw...?? overthinks \| #HouseNATARINA SPOILER!!: Gabriel Gabe really didn't like the increase of people towards the back of the train...but he was looking for someone in particular and it couldn't wait. See, he'd seen Clara at the feast...though, she hadn't really wanted to be seen, maybe. She'd been looking at him, he knew...but he wouldn't have talked to her in such a populated area. Gabe had his reasons. The train, however, was okay. Opening the door to her compartment, he took a seat....carefully, mind...and looked at her. Clara was sketching. That could only mean she was stressed or near and anxious break. He'd spend a whole year in Ravenclaw with this girl. Gabriel knew things about her. "Clara." This wasn't like Clara at all. She couldn't seem to focus or distract herself the way she usually could. The sheet of paper in front of her was blurry and her hands were shaking ... so much so that her sketch was full of wavy lines. It looked like a child had drawn it. She also couldn't apply the right amount of pressure; where there was supposed to be block colour it was patchy and where there was supposed to be careful detail there were careless mistakes. She just couldn't do it. Clara shoved the sketchpad out of her lap, just as another student entered the compartment and sat down. She was just about to tell them to leave her alone when she realised who it was. "Gabe..." she said, swallowing the rest of her words and pointlessly trying to compose herself. It was too late for that, though. He'd seen too much. Besides ... Gabe knew her too well for her to successfully hide her emotions from him. __________________