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Date/Time: 'No Place Like Home' / Monday, October 23rd, 2006 / 6:37 PM
Location: Library
Open to: Itty Bitty Peter!
Currently Involving: Chen
Chen hummed a quiet song to himself as he ran a hand through his hair. His other hand lay peacefully on the book in front of him. Wasn't too thrilling, as he already forgot the title of it, and what the contents were.
Not like it really mattered to him anyway.
The only real thing on his mind was what lay outside the walls of Hogwarts. Rumors had it be dragons. DRAGONS! Chen got nervous just thinking about it. It was best to let the professors deal with them. His eyes wandered to the window near him and he heaved a sigh. More rain. It made him a little bit depressed on the inside, but nothing too bad.
His fingers wrapped around the canary yellow ribbon in his hands, carefully weaving a simple web. He didn't feel up to making something too complex. The double bridge had become trite, and he liked to save the cat's cradle for special occasions. Chen flipped the hair away from his eyes in a swift motion.
Just another melancholy day, he supposed...
Location: Library
Open to: Itty Bitty Peter!
Currently Involving: Chen
Chen hummed a quiet song to himself as he ran a hand through his hair. His other hand lay peacefully on the book in front of him. Wasn't too thrilling, as he already forgot the title of it, and what the contents were.
Not like it really mattered to him anyway.
The only real thing on his mind was what lay outside the walls of Hogwarts. Rumors had it be dragons. DRAGONS! Chen got nervous just thinking about it. It was best to let the professors deal with them. His eyes wandered to the window near him and he heaved a sigh. More rain. It made him a little bit depressed on the inside, but nothing too bad.
His fingers wrapped around the canary yellow ribbon in his hands, carefully weaving a simple web. He didn't feel up to making something too complex. The double bridge had become trite, and he liked to save the cat's cradle for special occasions. Chen flipped the hair away from his eyes in a swift motion.
Just another melancholy day, he supposed...