Who: Lucy Toots and August Wood What: Sympathy and a snog Where: Kitchens When: Wednesday night after curfew Rated: PG-13
Lucy sat at one of the tables in the kitchens. She wasn't eating, and it had taken alot to convince the elves to leave the food and go away, but she'd managed it. They were a bit suspicious though they asked no questions as the girl merely looked at the dishes in front of her. She hadn't eaten for a while, or at least, no more than a small serving to keep herself alive. Mostly, she was sticking to water. Weight was the only thing she could control anymore.
Silently, blankly, she stared. Tears were falling readily, but she didn't wipe them away. That would require energy, and poor Lucy had none. She really didn't even have the energy to go back to her dorm, which was why she'd been sitting there for 4 hours already. No one missed her anyways. Who would?
She was right in the middle of this depressing thought when she heard the door of the kitchens open. It was the first time that night she'd been interrupted, but she didn't bother to cover up the fact that she was upset and crying. She just sat there, stone faced, and ignored the sound.