May 17, 2010 15:14
[ Mondays.
She'd never liked them before and she sure wasn't a fan of them now. Especially now, trudging toward the Cafeteria, hair still damp and sticky from her hasty after-class shower and a small ache behind her dry, stinging eyes. Perhaps some chlorine had gotten in. There was something deadening about Mondays, stifling, and as used as Cissnei had been to stifling-- rules, clothing, lifestyle-- this was different. She'd never had a pile of homework on her mind, for one thing. It left a bitter aftertaste in her mouth, salty and irritating.
Or maybe that was the dry, unappetizing fish sandwich she was halfheartedly chewing on her way. Giving it a betrayed glance (she'd packed it with some care that morning, to avoid the very trip she was making now), Cissnei slipped it back into the plastic packet whence it had come, and shoved it back into her knapsack as she entered the Cafetaria and strolled to the buffet line, grimacing. ]
Should've put more mayo.
( ooc; late intro is late forever. /fails, etc. )
[ffvii] cissnei,
[ffxiii] lightning farron,
[ffvii] zack fair,
[ffvii] reno