[The feed comes on to show Elphaba in the library, looking tired, and downtrodden. She's looking down at a sheet of paper, a black fountain pen held in her hand and a melancholic expression on her face. After a moment, she pushes her unbrushed hair off of her shoulders, before leaning forwards and starting to write. The blackberry can't see what's
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Uh.... is it... alright if I sit here?
[If you EVER thought someone horrendously awkward and socially retarded like him could pick up on something like her being depressed, you are horribly mistaken]
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I don't care what you do
[Okay..she was in a deflated mood, but she hadn't really meant it that bluntly. Whatever. At least her tone hadn't been snappy]
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He sets down his notes, and opens quite possibly on of the largest and dullest looking books ever printed. He seems fine with it though... for a few moments anyway. Then he starts stealing glances at Elphaba's writing.
Eventually he JUST CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE and he looks up with an awkward little smile]
So... um.... what are you workin' on?
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It's a letter-
[Managing to stop herself at the last second, unsure as to why she kept feeling the urge to say everything that came to mind, Elphaba hastily changes the subject]
W-What are you reading?
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