Who:Dafne and Nate What:Dafne comes to visit When:Monday Evening Where:Nate's Room Rating:SFW? Maybe... you know what...I can't promise that.
Dafne wandered down the Zebul seventh year hallway, her thin shoulders slumped, and a glazed over look in her normally vibrant blue eyes. She wasn't in a bad mood, or even in a sad one, just sort of a post-studying haze with one goal in mind: Nate's room. Her hands in her pockets added to the relaxed slump she had going on, and she looked like her typical evening self in plaid cotton pajama pants, t-shirt, and flip-flops.
She paused in front of Nate's door, knocking lightly on it before leaning casually against the doorway to wait. She hadn't seen much of Nate in weeks, something she sincerely regretted as she waited at the door, twisting her unstyled, slightly wavy blond hair around a finger. Spending five weeks running herself into the ground studying, traveling back to Venice, and dealing with her responsibilities to the swordplay club and the choir was not something she planned to do again any time soon, and for tonight at least she planned on relaxing.