Floramon approached Catherine who was sitting at her computer with a depressed expression....

"Catherine, what is wrong," Floramon asked her paretner thoughtfully. She knew the events in France were worrying her but Floramon never would've guessed that they would make this much of an impact. "It's nothing really, I'm fine," Catherine answered with ( Read more... )

It was Thursday morning, but the young French girl had decided not to attend school this morning, as she often did on Thursdays, although her father didn't know that.
She had been having trouble concentrating in her classes since the events that had happened on Monday and that was her excuse for skipping this time.

So much had gone on between her, ( Read more... )