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Alexandria Rose Nash | Urðr ([info]urdr) wrote in [info]paxletalelogs,
Alexandria looked at the girl for a moment, then nodded. Alexandria had never been stuck in an elevator before either, but in general, when faced with a problem, her first instinct was to seek out solutions. Not everyone had the same coping mechanisms, however -- a fact of which Alexandria was aware. If Jamie were here, he'd probably be boosting himself up through the ceiling and attempting to break them out of the elevator himself. The thought brought a faint smile to the corners of her lips as she continue to try to slide the papers neatly into her tightly-packed messenger bag.

From the corner of her eye, Lucy's movement caught her attention, and she canted her head as the other girl sat down, but then took it in stride as finally, the article slid somewhat neatly in with the rest of her work.

"Ah. I was going to LA. I go to school there. I was hoping to get some work done." With the papers now safely stowed away, Alexandria brushed long fingers along the panel that should have hidden the emergency phone. Her lips pursed as she failed to find a catch or latch.

She looked over her shoulder at Lucy and was quiet for a moment. Normally, she wouldn't say anything. Alexandria was a private person, herself, and wasn't one to pry. But somehow, she felt... comfortable with this girl. Or as comfortable as Alexandria was likely to feel with someone she'd just met.

"You're... kind of wearing a lot for the beach."


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