@CWPoofToxicRush
((It's fine lol))
"Uhhh…" She panicked a bit. "My grandmother is extra." She quickly lied.
((It's fine lol))
"Uhhh…" She panicked a bit. "My grandmother is extra." She quickly lied.
James nodded. “Got it.” He looked a bit skeptical, but he let it slide. “Have a nice day.”
"You too." She said, hurrying out.
He sighed and muttered, “Not even my grandma is that extra. Nor do I pour over her letters, which she refuses to email. But whatever.”
She stopped at the bus stop, humming to herself
James was curious. He was also persistent. He grabbed a random pencil, rubbed the eraser down a bit, added a couple stickers, and ran after Gean. He managed to catch up to her at the bus stop, panting and out of breath. “Hey, hi. Sorry, you must think I’m insane. You, um.. dropped this.” He held out the pencil he’d tried to make personal-looking.
Gean bit back a chuckle. "Strange, didn't thing I had a pencil today. And I used all my 'Good Job' stickers on my nephew's notebook. Weird." She remarked coyly.
“Oh. Really? Darn it, I ran all this way for nothing. Sorry to bug you, I was almost positive I had seen you using this,” James said in a desperate attempt to cover up. “Well, I guess I should be going back. Again, so sorry to bug you.”
She smirked. "Oh, it's fine."
James nodded and turned away, beginning to walk back to the library.
//should something happen now to prevent him from going
((Yeah but I'm not sure what))
//me neither lol
((Maybe he finds a letter, so he looks for her to see what it's about? Idk))
//idk either
But that could work
Like she dropped it in the library? And he finds it whilst shelving books? And then he catches up to her and ummm idk after that
((Maybe it's for him?))
//sure
Gean watch him retreat, leaning against the bus stop sign thingy. "Weird…"
James walked back into the library, immediately resuming shelving books. He was about to slip one back into its appropriate shelf when he noticed a slip of paper sticking out of it. Weird.
She checker her phone. Where's the bus? Metro north, I swear…
James pulled the piece of paper out, assuming it was a leftover bookmark or something, and put it in his back pocket. I’ll look at that later.
She sighed, cracking the book back open to pass the time.
James completely forgot about the paper as he went about his day. It never reoccurred to him that he’d found it.
The bus finally came, and she hopped on to get home. Hope my roommate's not there…
//time skip? I have had an idea
((Sure!))
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