Going for a walk [open to anyone]
Nanao huffed for the fifth time in an hour. She felt horrible from sleeping so long today, but she didn't mind getting the extra rest. Granted, she ended up with a book in bed for the last two hours she had hid in her room, so it wasn't all sleep. Now, though, she poured over her work, trying to jot down thoughts as they came to her. She knew she'd had enough when she just copied down a line from the obscure poetry she'd been reading, not anything useful. With a snort, she closed the book (a bit harder then necessary) and shoved it back in her bag, neatly crumpling the letter that still sat in the bottom.
Serves it right...
She climbed off the couch and padded into the small bathroom her and her roommates shared and pulled her hair back into a tail high on her head. Satisfied, she grabbed her coat and closed the door of number 4 behind her.
She was up the stairs and had her hand raised to knock on the door of number 8 when she paused.
I really shouldn't disturb Gaara. He might be busy.
Slowly, she dropped her hand and turned to leave.
Serves it right...
She climbed off the couch and padded into the small bathroom her and her roommates shared and pulled her hair back into a tail high on her head. Satisfied, she grabbed her coat and closed the door of number 4 behind her.
She was up the stairs and had her hand raised to knock on the door of number 8 when she paused.
I really shouldn't disturb Gaara. He might be busy.
Slowly, she dropped her hand and turned to leave.