She noticed the sudden change in Josh's demeanor. Had she said something wrong? Guilt flooded through her. This was all her fault. She should have never opened her mouth. Nobody liked talking to her anyways. It was better this way. Ana felt like she should go…but now it would be rude to say yes to something and just never do it. Instead she grabbed some of the food and ate quietly. Staring intently down at her plate. Her leg bouncing up and down with nervous energy. They all hated her, she was a liability…
(Noooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ana!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why @mistress? How could you???!!!!!!?????)
Dani sat down next to Joshua, food in hand. "Sorry. I didn't want to make you feel bad. Ana's just had a bad go a life. She looked a little nervous." Then, wanting to cheer him up, she nudged his shoulder gently. "Hey remember that prank we pulled on Director Axyl last week?"
(@Mish go ahead and make up a prank. I'm not good at making up pranks.)
(Hey, random thing: So, Dani can read minds, right? So, to keep her from becoming too over powered, can we make a rule that Dani can only read minds clearly when the person, who's mind she's trying to read, is not preoccupied with anything else, or multi tasking. For example, she finds it difficult to read the minds of people who are listening to music, because the person is both thinking, as well as processing the lyrics to the song. Thus there are two streams of thought going at the same time, and it's harder to focus in on one particular one.)
CINNAMON ROLLS SHIPSHIPSHIP
"Mm. The one where we sticky noted his entire office for his birth–" Josh caught sight of Ana's expression and he immediately shut down. Turning off his music, he looked Dani in the eyes with the most concerned, and scared face he had made since meeting Blake. Dani. Did I do that? Ana. She's not okay. Did I do that?
To himself, he thought: Oh gosh, oh gosh, please don't tell me I did that.
(So update on the blueprints front: Common room- blueprints are drawn but still need to be done on the computer. Bedrooms- Same as the common room. Bathroom- half-formed. Kitchen- I haven't the slightest idea of how to design this particular kitchen. But it is getting there!)
Oh, its my turn? My bad! Give me one sec :) )
(@Natasha Good luck!! Take your time with the blueprints, but I'm excited to see what you come up with. ^^)
I didnt see a post after my previous, so i'll copy n paste )
Peter glanced down, then back up at her face briefly, not realizing immediately what she wanted him to do. So he held a small, confused, innocent smile and stood there awkwardly.
Dani put her hand on Joshua's shoulder. "No. You didn't. I promise you didn't. She is very insecure and always thinks the worst about herself and assumes that we do too. We should go talk to her though." Dani half-turned so that she could skim Ana's thoughts. "Yeah. She thinks that we hate her. Let's go see if we can change her mind, shall we?" Dani stood up and put out her hand to help Joshua up.
(Thank you!!! I'll need it @Mish.)
Ana looked up from her food curiously. Was…was she supposed to say something. She was horrible at talking. Why was she like this? She didn't want to be like this! Though it was all her fault in the first place wasn't it? "Uh…um…" she noticed Josh looking at her, she felt her face heating up. Did she have something on her face or..? Then his gaze went over to Dani. What did I do wrong…?
(Oh my goodness. Dani and Josh covered Dr. Axyl's office with sticky notes for his birthday???!!!!???? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha that is one of the best pranks ever!!! I bet that Axyl spent at least three hours removing them!!!! XD)
(And Ana. The poor little cinnamon roll. Don't worry Ana!!!! Josh and Dani to the rescue!!!!!)
Skylar stood there, a little disappointed that he didn't come closer. before, when she was sleeping the first time they met, he was so strong, so… He smelled great, too. Peter didn't seem to get the memo, so she stepped forward. "Ok… Should we ask Dani? I will kinda feel weird if we're walking through this place without her knowing, but I guess she would find out anyway. You ready?" She asked, he eyes glowing with excitement.
(And this is Natasha, reporting to you live with a weird commentary.)
"That.. that'd be smart," Peter agreed with a small, curt nod, finally stepping foward and opening the door, "Ladies first," he smiled kindly; but it wasn't a look he'd exchange with any stranger— his stoney sky eyes held a particular sparkle of admiration reserved just for her.
