𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙.

ᚑ ❝𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇-𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅.❞ 𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑟. 𝑀𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝐸𝑥𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑆𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡. ᚌ #ᴋᴀɢᴀᴍɪ

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

❝ 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒔. ❞

ᚑ 𝑂𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑠 𝐶𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑒!𝐴𝑈
ᚑ 𝐿𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒. 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒.
ᚑ 𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐶ℎ𝑒𝑚.
ᚑ #ᴋᴀɢᴀᴍɪ

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

[[ I feel so bad for losing my muse here ;-; ]]

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

... If he says so.

[ANYWAYS™. @astralblooded]

He’s all good.

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

He should tell her. He just seems tired.

[ANYWAYS™. @astralblooded]

Is he?

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

Is... he okay?

[ANYWAYS™. @astralblooded]

Drops head onto table.

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

It’s like some ghost town.

Hm.

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

@DuctTapeWhiz “That it is.” At least despite it’s start on her part. She then reached within her own paper bag for the box containing her pasta, taking the fork and tissue that had come with it. After doing so, she turned to give the other an inquisitive look. “So, how has your day been?”

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

Is back from the washroom.

Ugh.

She needs coffee.

Again.

Her fifth cup today.

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

@deviIries >> vocalize it.

“You... are close with them, oui?” It was obvious, but she felt she should ask anyway.

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

@deviIries “You’d do that?” Considering it was a favor, she wondered immediately what she could give the other in return. She wasn’t sure if the other wanted to learn French. Thus, she kept that concern quiet for now. “Well, I wouldn’t say no.”

She had a thought, was unsure whether to >>

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

@deviIries >> pursed her lips, her eyes flickering upward for a mere second before her gaze was back upon her food. “You didn’t have to invite me, and you did.”

Did something without asking for something in return.

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

@deviIries “Someone else. Well, my family had um... maids.” Technically, that was what was meant, wasn’t it? She continued to take sips, focusing on the soup’s taste as she tried not to relive the memories she knew she wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about for days.

“Still,” She >>

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

@DorkishCharisma >> her lips.

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

@DorkishCharisma “That was not agreed upon.” Laurel raised a brow, folding her arms over her chest at the playful demand. She wasn’t even sure if she could do it, and while it looked simple enough, she wasn’t sure she should do such a thing. Despite her thoughts, her small grin remained upon >>

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

[[ I’ll get to replies in a bit oof ]]

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

[[ Oh oof I’ve been neglectful ]]

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

Her bluish gaze rolled good-naturedly at being called “ma’am”, but she gave the shorter girl a gentle smile and squeeze in return.

“I’ve been doing alright. Been studying and such. And you? How have you been?”

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

“... If you say so. Just don’t stay up too late.” She could understand that. “Can’t have my favorite Brit too tired.”

[𝐿𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑙. @VacillicHearted]

“Your eye twitched.”

As a medical student, she’d find that concerning.