Carriage House Porch: Tuesday Early Evening

[ohgoddess]

Millie slept away most of the day and awakened feeling headachy, thirsty, and a little bit on the uncharacteristically grouchy side. Proudfoot told her Logan had brought her back to her room last night, though the conversation had been more along the lines of "Nice Logan. Brought bed. Said fine

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[thedarkevangel]

Evangeline was padding past on her way toward typical evening and night time stalkings, and gave an idle glance toward the porch to see who of her annoying fellow students were trying that whole social thing they do. Her head tilted a little at Millie as something seemed familiar about her; only after a few moments did it become clear to her that this was the that girl she had watched dancing that night after the full moon. She thought, briefly, of saying something to her, but it was a brief thought, as that was not very Evangeline like at all, really, to greet people.

[ohgoddess]

Millie saw the other girl and managed a smile and a wave.

[thedarkevangel]

Having been acknowledged, Evangeline darted her chin up a little, a nudge of her head to return it, as she kept her eyes on the dancing girl thoughtfully for another moment.

Finally, she spoke.

"Hello."

[ohgoddess]

"Hello," Millie said. "I don't believe I know your name. I'm Millie."