Pinky, Are You Plotting What I'm Plotting...?
WHO: Haruhi, Duo
WHERE: Around/outside the school?
WHEN: Wednesday, March 26th- After school
WHAT: Duo reveals his plot for April Duo's Day to his co-conspirator.
The bell rang. With the same disinterested expression she usually carried, Haruhi lifted her chin from where it rested in her hand, dropped her pen into her purse, and closed her notebook. Another boring, uneventful schoolday was over. Such monotony that she had come to America in an attempt to escape- yet it followed her everywhere. How annoying! Momentarily, a deeper scowl crossed her face to punctuate her thought, before vanishing again into her more normal scowl of apathy. Oh, that's right- the idiot had commented on her post about his supposed plot, and told her to meet up with him after school. Well, she supposed, she had nothing better to do and it was promised to be exciting. Coincidently, they just happened to share this last period all-sophomore class..
Tossing a glare across the room at the braided boy (whether he was looking or not), she sighed and slowly rose from her seat, plucking her purse up from next to her and striding over to his desk, crossing her arms when she stood in front of it as other students passed by and filed out. "Alright Maxwell, let's hear what this 'excitement' is you've got planned. We're taking this discussion elsewhere, I assume?" She asked impatiently.
WHERE: Around/outside the school?
WHEN: Wednesday, March 26th- After school
WHAT: Duo reveals his plot for April Duo's Day to his co-conspirator.
The bell rang. With the same disinterested expression she usually carried, Haruhi lifted her chin from where it rested in her hand, dropped her pen into her purse, and closed her notebook. Another boring, uneventful schoolday was over. Such monotony that she had come to America in an attempt to escape- yet it followed her everywhere. How annoying! Momentarily, a deeper scowl crossed her face to punctuate her thought, before vanishing again into her more normal scowl of apathy. Oh, that's right- the idiot had commented on her post about his supposed plot, and told her to meet up with him after school. Well, she supposed, she had nothing better to do and it was promised to be exciting. Coincidently, they just happened to share this last period all-sophomore class..
Tossing a glare across the room at the braided boy (whether he was looking or not), she sighed and slowly rose from her seat, plucking her purse up from next to her and striding over to his desk, crossing her arms when she stood in front of it as other students passed by and filed out. "Alright Maxwell, let's hear what this 'excitement' is you've got planned. We're taking this discussion elsewhere, I assume?" She asked impatiently.