Cassie inclined her head slightly in thanks and moved a little to his right before she sat herself down. There was a little more grace in the movement then there would’ve been had she been alone, but he was sharing the space and all that. Best to be nice, she told herself.
She had come a long way from being prickly to everyone she met, but she wasn’t exactly the smoothest around the edges. Still, she knew enough to be somewhat quiet as she rifled through her bag for her notebook and pencils. Where everything else was worn and patched up, her notebook didn’t have a wrinkle or crease in it and her pencils were safely stored in a discreet black hard case. She took care of her things, but these were Important Things. These were the little luxuries she had allowed herself when she was younger and while the quality was much better these days, the care and reverence was the same.
She drew her knees up to rest the notebook on her thighs and took her grey sketching pencil in had. Looking out in front of them, it was peaceful. Cassie smiled slightly, grateful for the feeling. Her eyes scanned the scenery, looking for something to draw, and while there was plenty, her gaze kept drifting over to the guy next to her. Definitely hot, maybe a little weird. She tried not to stare too much but eventually she realized her pencil was moving across the page in a rough outline of his profile. Best to get it out of her system.
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Date: 2022-07-03 01:42 am (UTC)She had come a long way from being prickly to everyone she met, but she wasn’t exactly the smoothest around the edges. Still, she knew enough to be somewhat quiet as she rifled through her bag for her notebook and pencils. Where everything else was worn and patched up, her notebook didn’t have a wrinkle or crease in it and her pencils were safely stored in a discreet black hard case. She took care of her things, but these were Important Things. These were the little luxuries she had allowed herself when she was younger and while the quality was much better these days, the care and reverence was the same.
She drew her knees up to rest the notebook on her thighs and took her grey sketching pencil in had. Looking out in front of them, it was peaceful. Cassie smiled slightly, grateful for the feeling. Her eyes scanned the scenery, looking for something to draw, and while there was plenty, her gaze kept drifting over to the guy next to her. Definitely hot, maybe a little weird. She tried not to stare too much but eventually she realized her pencil was moving across the page in a rough outline of his profile. Best to get it out of her system.