Library, Wednesday, All Day

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Sholeh couldn't keep still. No matter how hard she tried, she'd find her foot tapping or her fingers drumming or her hips shifting slightly in her seat. She'd been a jangly ball of nervous tension since Monday and it was only getting worse as the week passed. In an effort to burn some of the excess energy off, Sholeh had thrown herself into cleaning the library. Books were being dusted, shelves were being polished, even the walls were getting scrubbed.

She might not know what was going on, but she was going to tire herself out anyway, dammit.

...And if certain sections of the library (say, the romance, anatomy, and art books) were getting a little more thorough attention than others, well, who could say why that was?

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Re: Talk to Sholeh

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"The prom?" Sholeh asked, shaking her head. "I'm only a sophomore, I'm not invited. It's for juniors and seniors only."

At least, that was what she'd heard.

"Are you? It's going to be your last big event before graduation, right?"

Re: Talk to Sholeh

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"Oh," he frowned. "Sorry- I hadn't realized that was the case," although if he'd known it would have been acceptable for him to invite her, he would've done so in a heartbeat. "And It is," Ulrik nodded. "I'll miss how refreshingly informal these dances are, compared to back home." Because even the formal-est of Fandom dances couldn't quite hold a candle to the stuffy functions that royal courts were expected to put on.

Re: Talk to Sholeh

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Pardon Sholeh for a moment, Ulrik. She was just going to...gaze at you for a moment. Because that faaaaace.

::Guh,:: Zhahar said eloquently, to the wordless agreement of both sisters.

"I, err, uh..." Sholeh unconsciously licked her lips, before dragging her eyes away. The counter! Yes! The counter was a thing to look at! It wasn't Ulrik's eyes. Or his face. Or his mouth. Or his sweater that he filled out to a ridiculous degree... "Tell me about those dances!" she said quickly. Maybe he wouldn't realize that she was staring at him like a moon-eyed idiot.