RP: Folding blankets and thinking out loud
Date: June 30th, 1998
Characters: Hannah Abbott, whoever shows up
Location: Hogwarts, the hospital wing
Status: Public
Summary:
Completion: Incomplete
Hannah liked the hospital wing. It was calm and quiet - although now that Flint had woken up the silence was punctured with cursing of the kind that left vivid imagery floating about - and although stocking cupboards and changing bed linens wasn't exactly the most exciting thing of her life it was easy enough, and sometimes people stopped by who weren't utter prats, and that was always a plus.
Today she was folding blankets and very purposefully not thinking about That Thing Which Was Not To Be Thought About, except that she couldn't get certain turns of phrases out of her head. She kept seeing Anthony's face as he was asking her not to tell Eloise, and hearing herself telling him that Eloise needed to know that he liked him. It had sounded all nice and caring coming out of her mouth, but in reality... in reality she was hoping that he would move too fast and freak Eloise out.
She was a horrible person. Truly horrible.
She sighed and stacked the folded blankets in the corner, hoping someone would come in and distract her for a few minutes.
Characters: Hannah Abbott, whoever shows up
Location: Hogwarts, the hospital wing
Status: Public
Summary:
Completion: Incomplete
Hannah liked the hospital wing. It was calm and quiet - although now that Flint had woken up the silence was punctured with cursing of the kind that left vivid imagery floating about - and although stocking cupboards and changing bed linens wasn't exactly the most exciting thing of her life it was easy enough, and sometimes people stopped by who weren't utter prats, and that was always a plus.
Today she was folding blankets and very purposefully not thinking about That Thing Which Was Not To Be Thought About, except that she couldn't get certain turns of phrases out of her head. She kept seeing Anthony's face as he was asking her not to tell Eloise, and hearing herself telling him that Eloise needed to know that he liked him. It had sounded all nice and caring coming out of her mouth, but in reality... in reality she was hoping that he would move too fast and freak Eloise out.
She was a horrible person. Truly horrible.
She sighed and stacked the folded blankets in the corner, hoping someone would come in and distract her for a few minutes.