WHO: Emma Carstairs and Julian Blackthorn WHAT: Two households, both alike in dignity WHEN: During the soap opera plot WHERE: Park by the riverbank WARNINGS: N/A STATUS: Closed/In progress
Emma tipped her head back to soak up the sunshine on her face. It was October now, and there wasn't going to be much more of sitting outdoors in a light jacket anymore. She had to take advantage of it while she could. Maybe she could get Clary to bring her a sandwich: she was supposed to have dinner with her sister tonight, but if the weather held up, they could just as easily eat outside.
Then a shadow came over her in the form of a tall, lean body. Emma sat up, scowling, to see who had blocked her sun. When she recognized the brown-haired boy, her scowl deepened. Of course it was Julian Blackthorn, sucking the sunshine out of her life.
"Blackthorn," she said flatly. "Go breathe somewhere else."