ITP: JUDGING

[psychokickesist]

[If you walk by a cornfield--any cornfield--today, you may feel the weight of many judging stares on your soul. Except that there's no one around you but the waving of the corn in the breeze.]

((Felli and Laura are KIND OF HERE, may be derpy because of it getting late and notifs still being out. DERPED OUT))

Comments

[carebearspare]

...Hah?

[psychokickesist]

[...suddenly a girl]

...hello.

[carebearspare]

Oh! Hello. I didn't see you!

[psychokickesist]

Yes. The corn is tall.

[carebearspare]

Aa. It's easy to get lost.

[psychokickesist]

It can be.

[carebearspare]

Were you looking for something? Or someone!

[psychokickesist]

Not really.

[duplicut]

. . .

[carebearspare]

Laura! How long have you been there?

[duplicut]

Fifteen minutes and thirty-seven seconds.

[carebearspare]

Oh! Sorry, I didn't see you.

[duplicut]

It's okay.

[carebearspare]

Did you need something?