Bree Dennison (breehyhinny) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2008-04-10 19:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | bree dennison, winston smith |
Who: Bree Dennison and Winston Smith
What: OMGWTFPOLARBEAR!?
Warnings: Nope.
When: Late afternoon...nowish?
Bree had let herself in as usual, book bag thrown in it's usual spot near the door. She was perched on the back of the couch, her back leaning against the wall. Her legs were curled up and open across her knees was the latest book she'd been reading, a translation of the Theban plays. Cannibalism, curses, murder, bloodshed... Wonderfully appropriate reading material for a young girl, really.
Her stomach growled. She'd forgotten to get an afterschool snack. She hadn't really moved from her spot since she'd gotten home. She looked over at the clock by the computer. There was still another hour before her Dad would be home for dinner. She glanced at the kitchen, then back at her book. Well, reading would distract her from hunger.