Leyu Yoshida ; "Sunpyre" (sunpyre) wrote in x_fluff_x, |
Leyu'd heard her the first time but by the second 'hey,' she had already slipped the headphones off and she sat up a little straighter. Rogue wasn't exactly her most favorite person in the world, but she didn't dislike her either; it could've been worse, right? It could've been Bobby or Troy. Those guys annoyed the hell out of her.
After she had rambled on for a bit, she took her words into consideration for a moment. It was beginning to look a little 'shabby' (the lawn) and despite the chill in the air, it was rather nice outside....
"I guess I could help you," she replied with a nonchalant shrug of her shoulders, before her eyes averted back to the book setting open upon her lap, which had closed after she sat up. Then she looked back up at Rogue, who was leaning against her door. "John Quincy Adams," Leyu answered her second question. It was a biography, or one of the many biographies she had seen in the library about the man, at least. Karma had suggested this particular one, though.
"Read it?" By the time Sunpyre asked this, she had already gotten up and went in search for a coat (or a warm sweater) to throw on.