 G1GGL3R! *giggles* My GarBear
Somewhere near the back of the narrow corridor, back glued against the wall, Terry inched along passageway, trainers digging into the floor. Mehhhh. One hand trailed his duffel bag behind him, stuffed to the brim with nummeh confectionary.
The prospects of running into any of his so-called friends, or Merlin help him, Evolette had frazzled his nerves. He was going to find a nice empty compartment, and stay holed up in there until the end of the journey. There was no other way about it.
EEEEE. Craning his neck, he thought he caught sight of a free compartment. Ready. One. Two. GO. Pushing away from the wall, he made a mad dash towards the sliding door, wildly shoving the door aside and sailing through. FREEDOMMM!
He stood to a stop. ...Only to have have his duffel bag excitedly fly through the hair and thwack him on the head. Nice.
But he was safe! Shoving his hand through his dark locks, Terry dropped himself lazily into the seats, kicking his bag under.
...And it looked like he'd be doing nothing but twiddling his thumbs this train journey. Ooh, joy. |