The Roof, Thursday Evening
It was too hot to stay cooped up in her room and, much like a plant, Ino needed more fresh air.
Four walls got seriously confining after awhile. Even if they were sort of soothing at the same time. The roof was decided on as a fairly easy place to lounge and the old cigarette butts got a faint smile out of her.
Perching precariously on the edge of the roof, she went back to her notes and scribbling, looking utterly comfortable.
And maybe a wee bit tired. Whatever. Dreams were stupid.
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Four walls got seriously confining after awhile. Even if they were sort of soothing at the same time. The roof was decided on as a fairly easy place to lounge and the old cigarette butts got a faint smile out of her.
Perching precariously on the edge of the roof, she went back to her notes and scribbling, looking utterly comfortable.
And maybe a wee bit tired. Whatever. Dreams were stupid.
[Open if you want.]