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Oct. 24th, 2006 10:21 pmIt is several hours before Shelley gets bored of glaring at walls.
Not that she only glared. She walked about, examining the place, and mentally criticising the furnishings. Well, if he's determined to stick to monochrome, he should be prepared for that.
He still keeps knives in the drawers. She looks at one for a long while before carefully closing it again and stepping away to look out of the window instead.
But a long while after it had grown dark, her irritation is finally directed more specifically - namely at the fact that she is stuck in here. So the girl heads defiantly for the door, peering out before heading into the corridor to find her own room.
Not that she only glared. She walked about, examining the place, and mentally criticising the furnishings. Well, if he's determined to stick to monochrome, he should be prepared for that.
He still keeps knives in the drawers. She looks at one for a long while before carefully closing it again and stepping away to look out of the window instead.
But a long while after it had grown dark, her irritation is finally directed more specifically - namely at the fact that she is stuck in here. So the girl heads defiantly for the door, peering out before heading into the corridor to find her own room.
