09-12-2019, 06:40 AM
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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising OKAY so Carsyn PROBABLY should have been more specific in answering the question. But in her defense, Schmoe hadn't asked for broad or specific, so obviously she would go with broad. Half listening to her peers, her hands instinctively went to her ears at the shrieking. UMMMMM did YA HAVE TO DO THAT?!? No note taking for her and she'd have to read the chalkboard later, when her headache went away cause OW.
Brainstorm deeper?? The penetrating shriek to her eardrums wasn't deep enough? Hands still covering her ears, she glanced over Carys to see if she was as affected by the noise. Was anyone else affected? She was going to need something for the ringing. Apparently that free period after this class was going to be spent visiting the hospital wing, if Schmoe continued.
Considerations ..... they couldn't change the style of the furniture whenever they felt like it? Which was said already by someone who wasn't affected by the screeches. And Carsyn not fully concentrating couldn't think of another answer. Especially as the professor screeched the chalk AGAIN.
Design a room. The bathroom? It would be super easy to do cause how much design could into a bathroom .... maybe some wall decor about poo. Carsyn glanced around, making eye contact with her sister to see if she'd want to partner with her. Had she answered any of the questions? No, but then that was mostly because any of the answers Carys had thought of were said by others rather than her not having anything to say. For one, the screech of the chalk on the chalkboard was getting rather annoying, but she wasn’t going to say anything about that either. She wasn’t going to outwardly cringe like her sister was, either, upon glancing over at Carsyn and seeing her hands over her ears. Although maybe slouching down into her fuzzy beanbag chair was working rather like earmuffs anyhow. If she juuust scrunched down a bit more anyway…
Oh. They were doing an activity, so she sat back up just the tiniest bit. Pair work was easy, duh. She had a ready-made partner, and she knew they worked well together. Plus, it probably meant there wouldn’t be any more screeching chalk for a while. “So what kind of room do you want to design?,” she asked, boosting herself up more in her seat as she waited for her twin to answer. There were plenty of options she could think of. But then most of her ideas probably revolved around artwork to go on the walls rather than anything else.
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