[ Looks like Harley has a talent for this. Once given a moment of solitude Lenore had made the mistake of thinking of the dear friends she misses oh so dearly. Naturally things began spiralling from there. Where she's found is with her lanky legs curled up against her chest on one of the beanbags.
She hadn't drunk too much, she thought, despite being at a party. But any little amount helps in dulling the senses and unfortunately not emotions. Looking lost in misery she doesn't anticipate the touch and as such her head whirls around to glare. That is until she looks up to see the sincere look and that extinguishes the flame. She visibly deflates with a sigh. ]
III.
She hadn't drunk too much, she thought, despite being at a party. But any little amount helps in dulling the senses and unfortunately not emotions. Looking lost in misery she doesn't anticipate the touch and as such her head whirls around to glare. That is until she looks up to see the sincere look and that extinguishes the flame. She visibly deflates with a sigh. ]
That obvious, is it?