capriciousdrop (capriciousdrop) wrote in theunboundic, @ 2018-03-03 09:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! time: december 31 - january 6 |
Hush, hush, don't you know the truth hurts
WhoOphelia and Tori
What: An afternoon chat
When: Thursday the
Where: Tori's room
Rating: PG surely
Status: In progress
Ophelia hadn't been in to town much since Miss Spencer arrived to the estate, other than the one visit into town to get sweets and pastries for everyone and the day she met Luke. Between the power outage, Miss Viola being wound up by Lord Belmont, attending to her regular duties, helping out in the kitchens when Von would let her and serving as unofficial Lady's Maid to Miss Spencer she didn't have a lot of energy for late night pub visits.
Unlike some people. Pfft.
She knocked on Miss Spencer's door quietly, a tray balanced carefully in her hands of her the Lady's preferred afternoon snack and tea. Something she had memorized quickly since the Lady had joined the household. Ophelia was a little distracted, admittedly, thinking about the gossip the other staff members had brought back about the visitors to their quiet little village. They were her countrymen, but they really weren't as well. That in and itself wasn't unusual, she had clashed with Clovennians before. Even her parents, but this was embarassing, and like the other member of their staff that grew up on the Spire, Ophelia wasn't well acquainted with the feeling of being embarassed.
Still. That wasn't important right now. Ophelia didn't like dwelling on things she couldn't change right away.