herbrokensmile (herbrokensmile) wrote in halcyon_houses, @ 2008-04-01 23:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | james, natalia, noah |
Week Seven: Tuesday
When: Evening
Where: House of Fire common room
Who: Nat, Noah and James
What: Dun, dun, DUN
So far, the week had been shaping up rather nicely. Sure it was only Tuesday but she had a new roommate who was awesome and so far the homework load was looking pretty light. Add onto both of those things that the weather was being pretty amazing and it had the makings to be a great week. Oh, and of course there was always the potential for a spontaneous date with her favorite southern beau, which just made things that much better. Great week indeed!
As soon as classes had ended, Natalia had run back to her room to grab her board and hit the beach for a while to grab some really sweet waves. There were no words to describe how good she was feeling after she had gotten back and grabbed a quick shower. Hell, there might have even been a bounce in her step as she pulled on some jeans and one of the shirts she had swiped out of Noah’s drawer over the weekend. What? The laundry gnomes had needed to get in there and take care of his dirty clothes and…yeah, she just took it because it looked comfortable, sue her.
Once her hair had been combed and dried, she grabbed a couple of magazines and headed for the kitchen. Rather than getting something complex and eating it there, she grabbed a sandwich and some fruit and headed back to her house’s common room. There was just something about the big picture window there that made her want curl up in one of the armchairs and veg out. That and maybe it gave her a good opportunity to people watch, but that was completely secondary.
With a magazine resting in her lap, a random surfing one, and her food on a table to her right, she got down to business and proceeded to veg. Idly she flipped through the pages as she popped a chunk of fruit or a piece of her sandwich into her mouth and she had been so caught up with reading one of the articles that she had almost missed a familiar scent enter the room. “Hola mijo.”