Jessica Vaisey (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} littlevaisey) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} landing_rpg,@ 2009-05-25 13:23:00 |
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WHO. Evan Pucey and Jessica Vaisey
WHAT. They needed to talk.
WHERE. Slytherin Boys' Dormitories
WHEN. After class.
RATING. TBA
STATUS. Incomplete / Closed
The recent days had never felt quite so long and cold. But that day, Jessica was hoping that she could somehow relieve herself with what burden she's been carrying with the chance to talk things over with Evan. She missed him quite a lot, and though her time had been spent with Hugo, a boy who had been nothing but amazing to her, she still couldn't feel ultimately happy. Not with what had happened with her and Evan, she couldn't. Her smiles, though given with sincerity, can't seem to reach her eyes, and she was sometimes afraid Hugo would take notice of the. If he has, he has not said a word to her. She was grateful for it.
With a fist clenching in her chest, Jessic a climbed the boys' dormitories to Evan's room. Upon reaching his door, she hesitated before lifting her hand to knock lightly on the hard wooden surface and twisting the door knob. "Evan?" she called out in her small voice. "Are... you there?"
WHAT. They needed to talk.
WHERE. Slytherin Boys' Dormitories
WHEN. After class.
RATING. TBA
STATUS. Incomplete / Closed
The recent days had never felt quite so long and cold. But that day, Jessica was hoping that she could somehow relieve herself with what burden she's been carrying with the chance to talk things over with Evan. She missed him quite a lot, and though her time had been spent with Hugo, a boy who had been nothing but amazing to her, she still couldn't feel ultimately happy. Not with what had happened with her and Evan, she couldn't. Her smiles, though given with sincerity, can't seem to reach her eyes, and she was sometimes afraid Hugo would take notice of the. If he has, he has not said a word to her. She was grateful for it.
With a fist clenching in her chest, Jessic a climbed the boys' dormitories to Evan's room. Upon reaching his door, she hesitated before lifting her hand to knock lightly on the hard wooden surface and twisting the door knob. "Evan?" she called out in her small voice. "Are... you there?"