we will seek my buried inheritance
Sep. 20th, 2012 09:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
self_composedBella fixes French toast for breakfast to salvage stale bread, and, having seen Charlie off to work, hops in her own car and makes for Alice's house. She arrives at nine-thirty, and goes up to the doorbell and rings it.
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Date: 2012-09-21 05:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-21 05:39 pm (UTC)She leans back against the pillar.
"I didn't get any homework done yesterday or today." She pokes her backpack. "I could use a dose of normalcy right now. Are you going to be bored out of your skull, if I work on trig?"
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Date: 2012-09-21 05:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-09-21 05:44 pm (UTC)She doesn't really like trig, but oh well.
After a few problems have fallen to her mighty pencil, she absently reaches out and starts petting Alice's hair.
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Date: 2012-09-21 05:46 pm (UTC)