Who: Storm, Nightcrawler When: Friday, January 8th, 2010 (afternoon) Where: Xavier's; basement (laundry room) What: Quiet time, Harmon's laundry, general fluff. Status: complete Rating:G
"I think I might have frightened Leyu earlier today..." Ororo spoke over the sound of the dryer's humming. The cool room in the basement was beginning to warm up now that the first load had been tossed in to dry.
She smiled and pushed the white hair back from her face and tucked it behind her ears as she continued, "I asked her to stay after class for a minute just before the bell rang. I didn't even think about it beforehand." The Weather Witch chuckled a bit and she set the now-empty basket down on the floor and started the third load of Harmon's clothes. Her eyes locked with Kurt's and she moved to sit on the bench next to him, "Some of these pants that we've gotten him recently still haven't had tail-holes sewn in. I just wanted to ask her if she could work on them over the weekend. Of course she said she would, but I think she thought I had extra homework for her, or that she was in trouble," Storm pinched her lips together to keep from grinning. Sunpyre was a sweet girl, but she could look so startled sometimes. It was probably her eyes. And well, no one wanted homework on a Friday - did they? Ororo's hand moved from her lap to Kurt's and she squeezed her fingers around his thumb before leaning closer to kiss him on the cheek. "How was class for you?"