Erin Caulwell (icyfingers) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-09-09 21:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | erin, james f. |
1/12/08
Who: Erin and James Fletcher
What: Erin plays Cougar, James plays ... Snowball Fighting?
When: Friday, Mid-afternoon
Where: outdoors...area.
She was texting as she moved, hips swaying in opposite motion to her hair, which was flat ironed and hung around her face like a blue-black curtain. She was wearing heels, which was normal for pretty young girls in any month, and nothing else but a skirt and a sweater, which was not normal for pretty young girls in January. Despite her distinct lack of a coat, gloves, or anything of that ilk, she seemed comfortable. She managed not to trip, kick, or scuff her shoes as she walked. Her thumb moved expertly. She was sixty-six, sure, but she could text like any other youngster.
A snowball sailed passed her. She looked up slowly, as if a block of semi-hardened water had not almost hit her temple, and then blinked as another one followed. Who was throwing snowballs? Really, snowballs? Pale eyes narrowed, and suddenly the semi-hardened block of water actually hardened, to ice. It plummeted to the ground immediately, the slow-moving arch it had been moving in abruptly broken. When it made contact with the pavement, it shattered under her heels.
"Seriously?" she said, looking around for the source.