[someone has apparently tracked some dirt through the walkway. How rude.
Laura came in just by chance, having wandered in from the woods to stock up on supplies; see, she had been taking a... short break living there, just while she could regather her wits, her thoughts. It'd been a tough last few weeks. Her social worker was probably worried sick. But it was important; it was something she had to do.
Didn't mean she wasn't tempted by the events that sometimes happened. She ends up here with her tattered backpack on, glasses and hoodie almost like some funny little 'disguise' that would never in a million years disguise her from her friends who knew her well. She's definitely got some leaves in her hair, dirt under her fingernails and blood on her knuckles.
She's at least... keeping to herself. In fact, she's ignoring other party-goers to movie from art piece to art piece; when an older lady tries to chat with her about art history and the study of blah blah blah, she just walks dead-ass away from her. To be fair, that lady's voice was the kind that would have droned on and on. She knows from experience with teachers.
But hey! She's definitely intensely studying his ink calligraphy prints now!]
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Laura came in just by chance, having wandered in from the woods to stock up on supplies; see, she had been taking a... short break living there, just while she could regather her wits, her thoughts. It'd been a tough last few weeks. Her social worker was probably worried sick. But it was important; it was something she had to do.
Didn't mean she wasn't tempted by the events that sometimes happened. She ends up here with her tattered backpack on, glasses and hoodie almost like some funny little 'disguise' that would never in a million years disguise her from her friends who knew her well. She's definitely got some leaves in her hair, dirt under her fingernails and blood on her knuckles.
She's at least... keeping to herself. In fact, she's ignoring other party-goers to movie from art piece to art piece; when an older lady tries to chat with her about art history and the study of blah blah blah, she just walks dead-ass away from her. To be fair, that lady's voice was the kind that would have droned on and on. She knows from experience with teachers.
But hey! She's definitely intensely studying his ink calligraphy prints now!]