Proud and prejudiced.
[Sasuke was bored. Tiredly, he flopped a rather old looking, moth bitten book on his face, closing his eyes and inhaling the musty, dusty smell. He'd never really liked romance novels, and Pride and Prejudice was boring him rigid.
It was lunch time, and he was sitting on the grass, reading romance from the 18th century. He would have snickered had he been an onlooker, but it was decidedly less amusing when it seemed that this was his life.
Loathe as he was to admit it, he might actually need someone other than himself to amuse him for a few, short minutes.
....Like hell he was going to actually seek out company.]
ooc//: BAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
It was lunch time, and he was sitting on the grass, reading romance from the 18th century. He would have snickered had he been an onlooker, but it was decidedly less amusing when it seemed that this was his life.
Loathe as he was to admit it, he might actually need someone other than himself to amuse him for a few, short minutes.
....Like hell he was going to actually seek out company.]
ooc//: BAHAHAHAHAHAHA.