WHO. Paul and Dora WHAT. Talking. WHERE. Huffie Commons. WHEN. Night time. RATING. G STATUS. Closed / Complete
Dora chewed at the end of her quill as she stared at the page she was reading, trying to absorb the words written there but to no avail. With a defeated sigh, she closed the text on her lap and stared instead at the fireplace before her. The hearth carried a healthy fire, its flames dancing, and licking against the soot-covered walls of the fireplace. She pushed away her things to the space beside her on the long couch and pulled her knees to her chest.
Things would have been easier if she wasn't so... distracted. If she wasn't thinking about a certain someone who seemed to be nowhere all the time these days. She had too many unanswered questions, and she didn't know how to resolve them. With a sigh, she rested her forehead on her knees. What to do, what to do...