Apr 01, 2011 15:00
[Valentine's Day hadn't ended too well for Belle. For one thing, she was still most definitely not over it. For another, he'd left shortly after. She just couldn't understand it - one second he tells her he loves her and the next he's gone. She didn't know whether to cry or get angry or -- or --
She felt like such a mess.
Right now, she's curled up on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Ariel has been in and out all day, but Belle has pretty much stayed put. The door's open a little, and the first thing you'll notice is that her books are in a pile. She hasn't really felt like reading lately, either. She mutters quietly to herself:]
Pull yourself together, Belle.
[OOC: If you feel like running to Ariel instead, just say the word!]
r: eric,
p: belle