Study Hall -- Wednesday, October 12th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah sits at the desk down in front, off in a world of her own as she writes down random, almost illegible notes on a pad of paper. Anybody who might wish to risk their lives to peek at what she's writing would see a lot of half-baked theories about locker 327.

Comments

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

She got asked out by a guy... I don't think it's anything more than that at the moment. So... if you were planning on asking her out... well, it's up to you.

Maybe when I know you better I'll tell you about the conversation she and I once had about her and me and some rope...

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

who me? ask her out? no.

tease!

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

No? Then where was this discussion going?

*is confused*

so have a seat... like I said, if I get to know you, trust you, I'll tell you the story

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

i was just, you know, interested and stuff. I mean, Valentine and me? no way.

So, it's been pretty quiet lately hasn't it? No zombies or tentacle monsters or anything. It makes you antsy, doesn't it?

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Um... okay.

Quiet is okay. Yeah, you start wondering what the universe is saving up to throw at you later, but for now... I can do with a little relaxation.