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[itscartoonthings-blog]

Daphne was painting her nails when she heard the other approach, a small smile slipping onto her lips she didn’t look up till she’d finished her final nail.  “And how are you think morning?” she questioned the other unsure of who had taken up residence next to her on the couch. With a final stroke of the brush her nails were done as she looked up at the other. “You can’t rush perfection now can you?” she chuckled softly as she leant into the couch. “Are you on break or finished for the day?”

[introvcrts-blog]

being on campus felt like being back in school. despite her past successes , years of therapy , and the fact that she was old enough to be most of these kids’ mother  — diane walked down the halls with this feeling that at any given moment some pretty blonde with a perfect manicure was going to stuff her in a locker. even walking into her own classroom , feeling her students’ eyes on her made her anxious. she always tried to avoid drawing attention to herself , but that kind of difficult when everyone was supposed to be paying attention to her. all this anxiety resulted in her spending most of her free time out on the quad , having a smoke and going through her lesson plans. “ hey , sorry to interrupt , ” she started , trying to get the attention of the person next to her , “ but do you have a pen ? i usually carry one with me , but i guess i must have dropped it somewhere and i really need to change this tiny little thing in this plan. ”