Post by RILO MCCARTHY on Jul 18, 2016 20:29:02 GMT -5
► RILO MCCARTHY  @event words poor child |
| This day was the one she had been legitimately dreading. All day she had been gathering documents and fliers to hand out to the freshman - who she presumed would probably be pretty spooked. In her left hand she carried a folder and in the right she was carrying a first aid kit. Knowing the Powers brothers, she could only assume there would be some injuries tonight. It was very odd walking around at night for Rilo, seeing as she never really left her dorm after curfew. She glanced around, looking for anyone who appeared to be running for their life. When no one was seen, she found a table and sat down, placing the folder on the tabletop and the first aid kit down next to her chair on the floor. There were only a few automatic lights that stayed on all the time, making the lighting dim enough to make her sleepy. Yawning, she checked the time on her cell phone - 00:01. A minute past, hm… Rilo’s stomach grumbled, and her eyes scanned to the snack machine. For some reason, she had a couple bucks in hoody pocket. Perfect. She didn’t realize it, but her posture made her seem like she was sneaking around, as she walked over to the brightly lit machine. It took a few moments of contemplation - however she decided on Twix. The machine ate her money successfully, but did not dispense her chocolate. “What the…” Rilo frowned and kicked the corner of the machine softly, mumbling profanities she would never normally say aloud. |
Siren of GS
