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Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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Lillian grinned back, "You have an idea don't you?"

She once again picked up her pencil, twirled it, and started on her writing again.

He was sure not to bother her as he drew.

Lillian grinned back, "You have an idea don't you?"

He shook his head quickly. “What are you insinuating?”

She hummed lightly, her wrist starting to cramp up from writing so much but she chose to ignore it for now.

Lillian laughed, "Nothing! Whatever you are?"

She hummed lightly, her wrist starting to cramp up from writing so much but she chose to ignore it for now.

Austin found himself peering over her hand to see what she was writing.

Her elegant cursive lined the page in an almost unreadable way. It's what she'd been taught, not like she could help it.

His eyes pulled out small things about her writing, he found it beautiful and mesmerizing.

Lillian laughed, "Nothing! Whatever you are?"

“What,” he laughed confusedly. “Nevermind. I think she’s gone,”

She bit her lip in concentration, the flowing script never ceasing. She wasn't sure why she found her cursive so much better than her printing but it's what she'd been raised to write with.

Lillian stepped out of the closet. She was laughing, "And we are freeeee."

She bit her lip in concentration, the flowing script never ceasing. She wasn't sure why she found her cursive so much better than her printing but it's what she'd been raised to write with.

“What are you writing?” He asked softly, hoping he wasn’t being a nuisance for asking.

"Well, it's a paper based off of the book we've been reading in class. I'm almost done, actually."

“Oh,” he nodded as if that answered everything he could ever wonder about and continued his drawing.

After about 5 more minutes, she dropped her pencil. "Finally. Done. That took way longer than it should have." She massaged her wrist, wincing in pain.

He barely noticed and continued drawing intently, hunched over it so no one could really see without more effort.

Lillian stepped out of the closet. She was laughing, "And we are freeeee."

“Dobbys a free elf!”

"I'm gonna go put this in my bag, I'll be right back." She grabbed her pencil and headed downstairs, her wrist still hurting like hell.

Lillian laughed cheerfully, “Let’s go see how they’re doing.”

His head snapped up and suddenly he was alone, he didn’t have an issue with that but he didn’t prefer it either.

She put her papers away, massaging her wrist. She sighed, this shit was going to kill her. But she brushed it off and headed back upstairs.