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[prayingone]

[Action]

[This past week has been a very confusing one emotionally for Shirley. First off, her feelings for Walter seem to be taking her in an Awkward Direction; a few days ago she was kissed by people because she gave them flowers; and now Stella and Sophie are staying at the house for reasons neither Stella or Fenimore will fully explain to her

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[xelhes]

[The last couple of nights have been a bit different for Fenimore, compared to the rest of the week. Most of this week, her time in her room often involved a cycle of "think about Atsuki," "wonder angrily why she is thinking about Atsuki," and "aggressively pursue some other avenue of thought other than Atsuki which eventually returns to Atsuki."

However, Stella's marriage troubles have been weird enough to keep Fenimore's mind occupied, especially since she's thinking how to keep it from Shirley and how to break it to Shirley in the case where it becomes unavoidable to tell her.

At the time Shirley arrives, Fenimore's just laying on top of her bed, kicking her feet occasionally as she looks up to the ceiling and ponders this. She's still mostly dressed, though a few of the outmost layers have been taken off, as she was on her way towards getting changed. The nightgown she was about to change into is on a hanger hooked onto the doorknob of her closet.]

Shirley? [She rolls to a sitting position on the side of the bed.] Sure, come in

[prayingone]

[It's a little awkward, but Shirley can balance the tray on one arm for a little bit as she opens the door. Once it's unlatched, she'll hold the tray with two hands again and just nudge the door open with her foot. Shirley spots the nightgown on the hanger and Fenimore's half-way state of dress.]

I'm sorry, did I interrupt you?... [Hopefully this tray of strawberry tarts will convince Fenimore to forgive her.]

[xelhes]

[Strawberry tarts? INSTANTLY FORGIVEN. She stands when she notices how awkward it is for Shirley to open the door, but by then Shirley's already finished with the door-opening.]

No, I kind of interrupted myself. I was just thinking. [She shrugs--she was still all covered up and that's what mattered.] What's up?

[prayingone]

[JUST AS PLANNED |D Of course, this leads to some awkward standing around, as Shirley's not quite sure where she should put the tray.]

Um... nothing, really!... I just thought it would be nice if we could sit and talk. ... and eat tarts.