Room 513 of Internation Relations; Tuesday Evening [ 03/17 ].

[stocksgrrl]

Wearing green had been no problem at all for Turtle and Lucky Charms were practically one of her favorite cereals ever, so she definitely generally liked Saint Patrick's Day. But she wasn't really feeling very up to going out or celebrating or anything. Maybe if she actually was Irish

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[shyest_eyes]

Hinata's one concession to the holiday, once she'd realized one was occurring, was that she had on an undershirt of pale green. She's seen Turtle-san in class, but it seemed rather awkward and rude to try talking through a movie and so had remained silent.

Her excuse was that she was heading for the roof, for a bit of air, but in reality room 513 was her goal. She paused, and gently knocked on the doorframe. "Good evening, Turtle-san."

[stocksgrrl]

Turtle held up a finger, her mouth moving as she finished counting out the handful of bills, her mouth moving a little as the numbers tallied up. She didn't want to say anything, unless she lost her count, and then quickly scribbled down a number before looking up at Hinata with a grin.

"Hey, Hinata. What's up?"

[shyest_eyes]

"I was heading to the r-roof to take in the weather," and see if it had stopped raining cereal yet, "when I saw your door open and thought I might visit for at least a little. A-Assuming," Hinata added, with a nod to the work Turtle-san was doing, "you are n-not overly busy?"

[stocksgrrl]

Turtle shook her head, tucking the money into one of those bank deposit bags (which she had a ton of, just to practice money counting), and nudged her notebook aside to prove that Hinata could have her undivided attention if she wanted it.

"Not at all, Hinata. Come on in. Have a seat if you'd like. Not that I want to keep you from your walk. Ohmygosh, it's almost spring! That's the second best thing about March."