╳ ┊❛ river.
SHE MAKES NO EFFORT TO disguise the sound of her entrance – she can creep about on soft feet when stealth is required, but she hardly things returning to her room in the middle of the afternoon is an instance that requires a light touch. And besides, her day had been absolute rubbish. As she bangs open the door, she heaves a sigh, signaling her arrival to whomever might be listening ( and she’s pleased to see Lyanna, because otherwise that would have been a dramatic entrance wasted ).
The fact that she’s instantly called over mollifies her ( a BIT ), as any query that proves the validity of her sense of superiority might, but for appearances sake, she takes her time as she tosses her book bag upon her own bed and flicks off her shoes, throwing a mass of curls and a shrewd glance over her shoulder to the other girl. ❝ Good - good enough to help, I’d wager. That is why you asked, isn’t it? ❞
she hates this class. hates the teacher even more with those damn beady eyes forever narrowed in judgement in such a way that just screams unauthorized glances into her school record. ( wagers she knows enough languages without adding an essentially dead one to the list. explained as much, counting each one on her fingers like a child ( ’ english, french, spanish. german, russian, italian. irish gaelic, scots gaelic. ’ ) to prove the language education provided since the day she came out of her mothers womb. bastard still refused to sign her transfer request. well, she’d accidentally made her bed && now she must lie in it. fucking unintelligible mess that it is. )
❛ god, yes. ❜
tonality short a whine, words just toeing that line && she shifts, book open && balanced ‘pon slender palms as she leans over to level the pages to her roommates eye level. single finger taps troublesome line, characters in black ink that seem more like a drunk mans scribbles than anything that should hold actual meaning ❛ here ❜ features twist of own accord as eyes take in the line needing translation. ( not a pretty look. she doesn’t care. ) ❛ does this have anything to do with urination && shoes ?? && … perhaps a cactus ?? did they even have cacti back then ?? ❜ fuck, she was going to fail this class, she could taste it now.