It was an typical winter's day; typical, for Lisa Turpin, meaning spent inside, sitting at the window in the library, head down in the leather bound pages of a good book. Every now and then her eyes would be drawn toward the bright light emanating from outdoors, and it was a lovely distraction. As much as Lisa didn't like the cold chill of the wind
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There he was, giving her a look that she couldn't exactly read.
Still, she had been right.
The rest of her followed then, straightening up in her chair, "I'm- I'm sorry."
She frowned thoughtfully, and her head ducked back down. Being as painfully shy as she was, Lisa hated confrontation...
"You were just-..." She swallowed, "I couldn't see, is all..."
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... maybe. lmao.
Yes. It was so amusing when I woke up this morning to about half my lj notifications being from you.
But its totally cool. I don't mind at all! haha
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