Room 112: Again, but later
Alanna sat on her bed, a pile of books sorrounding her and Faithful happily playing with a ball of string on the floor. The door was proped open.
"How could I be so stupid?" Alanna asked the book she was apparently trying to learn by diving head first into it. Faithful ignored her, just as he had been doing since he returned from buying string.
"Honestly, am I this dumb day to day?" Faithful didn't reply, actually, he had stopped listening a while ago.
"This is useless, I only have about half an idea of what I'm doing! I'm not Thom!" Alanna screached and went back to reading and playing absentmindedly with a piece of string.
((Door's open, but beware.))
"How could I be so stupid?" Alanna asked the book she was apparently trying to learn by diving head first into it. Faithful ignored her, just as he had been doing since he returned from buying string.
"Honestly, am I this dumb day to day?" Faithful didn't reply, actually, he had stopped listening a while ago.
"This is useless, I only have about half an idea of what I'm doing! I'm not Thom!" Alanna screached and went back to reading and playing absentmindedly with a piece of string.
((Door's open, but beware.))