Good. Library, twenty minutes. Bring whatever homework you've got, but for sure bring the book from class today because we're starting with that.
[ twenty minutes? yeah ok. Chuck's leaving now, but she wants to give him time, yeah. so twenty minutes seems fair. obviously when it comes to study sessions it's perfectly fair to expect him to drop everything and get right to it. but yeah, she heads to the library, heads towards the back tables meant for group projects, where it's okay to talk ( quietly!! ). there's different sections in the library for studying but she always picks the same seat at the same table, no matter which part of the library she's in. it's nice. like having your favorite table at a coffee shop, only with books.
anyway, she's already got her notes out by the time she sees him enter the library, and she tips her chin up, waves him over, her foot reaching out to nudge the seat across from her. like she invited him to her own home, that's the level of casual comfort she has here at the library. her uniform is still looking sharp and perfect, but her demeanor is a bit different than it is anywhere else. ]
I hope you're prepared for some next level note-taking.
[ she lifts her brows and nods, like she's so serious about this. oh yeah, so crazy. but really, now that he's here and sitting across from her, she can already feel that same feeling in her gut that she got the last time they hung out. the gut feeling that lets her know that somehow, again, he'll manage to distract her from actually studying. that somehow, again, he'll keep her attention in a way that most people don't seem to here.
babbles foreverrr
Date: 2017-04-21 06:05 pm (UTC)[ twenty minutes? yeah ok. Chuck's leaving now, but she wants to give him time, yeah. so twenty minutes seems fair. obviously when it comes to study sessions it's perfectly fair to expect him to drop everything and get right to it. but yeah, she heads to the library, heads towards the back tables meant for group projects, where it's okay to talk ( quietly!! ). there's different sections in the library for studying but she always picks the same seat at the same table, no matter which part of the library she's in. it's nice. like having your favorite table at a coffee shop, only with books.
anyway, she's already got her notes out by the time she sees him enter the library, and she tips her chin up, waves him over, her foot reaching out to nudge the seat across from her. like she invited him to her own home, that's the level of casual comfort she has here at the library. her uniform is still looking sharp and perfect, but her demeanor is a bit different than it is anywhere else. ]
I hope you're prepared for some next level note-taking.
[ she lifts her brows and nods, like she's so serious about this. oh yeah, so crazy. but really, now that he's here and sitting across from her, she can already feel that same feeling in her gut that she got the last time they hung out. the gut feeling that lets her know that somehow, again, he'll manage to distract her from actually studying. that somehow, again, he'll keep her attention in a way that most people don't seem to here.
maybe.
like, sometimes her gut is wrong.
but in this case she's kind of hoping it's not ]