|Lucy Elkins is not your mother. (lucyelkins) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-01-21 01:31:00
|!1998: 01, !incomplete, belinda tatting, lucy elkins
Who: Lucy Elkins & Belinda Tatting
What: A spontaneous rainstorm thanks to WWW
Where: Near the Great Hall
When: This evening
Rating/Warnings: TBA but probably PG
Lucy had skipped dinner. It wasn't that she wasn't hungry. In fact, she was rather starving when the time for dinner came. But it hadn't been the best of days for Lucy Elkins. After having woken up fifteen minutes later than she would have preferred, she missed breakfast and after smuggling toast, she proceeded to be late for her first class. Lucy was never late for her classes. In fact, she was usually the first one there.
The day moved on rather slowly and more than once, Lucy dropped her books or tripped in one way or another on her walk from class to class. Her favorite quill snapped in the middle of a lecture and left a rather nasty looking ink blot on her notes causing her to start them all over again. She couldn't stand a mess and especially when it interfered with her studying.
The decided day from hell had tired out the girl so much, she had taken a nap in hopes of shaking whatever black cloud was following her. And this caused her to miss dinner.
Now, a black cardigan hugged tightly around Lucy's tee shirt and trousers, she walked down the corridor in hopes of picking up something to eat to satiate her growling stomach. She wasn't sure Roger's gift box from Honeydukes would be enough to tide her over.
And that was when it began to drizzle.