Enthusiasm hadn’t been present during classes, perhaps it had shown, considering she’d been pulled aside by her professor at the end. The note he’d given her had been a surprise, but not unwelcome. Valerie had stopped by her dorm room to set her school things aside then immediately left to find the small cafe where Julianna would be waiting. It didn’t take that long to find it, the woman had left directions, but rather than find her straight away the blonde went to the counter.
Coffee, while she enjoyed it, wasn’t what she craved with the slight chill in the air. The nip to her skin as she’d walked over had felt appropriate, a slight numbness to the senses that had remained since yesterday. After meeting Brian in the park. She’d spent hours last night gathering things like a fevered squirrel expecting a terrible winter. In some ways, she was.
Valerie stepped outside a short while later, a mug of hot cocoa clasped between her hands. The towering display of cream wobbled slightly as she sat down, speckled with cinnamon at her request. “Good afternoon, Julianna, have you been here long?” It was a soft question as the blonde took in the cup of tea before her eyes moved to the elder’s face. “This is a nice place. I don’t think I’d have found it myself.”
Fingers tightened around the mug of scalding sweetness until the burn made her sigh. Valerie’s personality had been subdued all day, it wasn’t like her. So with effort she tried to smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes. Julianna’s presence held a vague comfort, but it evoked a lot of apprehension too. Only the blonde could fix that. “How have you been? Did you manage to find out the identity of Beth?”
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on 2013-12-06 07:21 am (UTC)Coffee, while she enjoyed it, wasn’t what she craved with the slight chill in the air. The nip to her skin as she’d walked over had felt appropriate, a slight numbness to the senses that had remained since yesterday. After meeting Brian in the park. She’d spent hours last night gathering things like a fevered squirrel expecting a terrible winter. In some ways, she was.
Valerie stepped outside a short while later, a mug of hot cocoa clasped between her hands. The towering display of cream wobbled slightly as she sat down, speckled with cinnamon at her request. “Good afternoon, Julianna, have you been here long?” It was a soft question as the blonde took in the cup of tea before her eyes moved to the elder’s face. “This is a nice place. I don’t think I’d have found it myself.”
Fingers tightened around the mug of scalding sweetness until the burn made her sigh. Valerie’s personality had been subdued all day, it wasn’t like her. So with effort she tried to smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes. Julianna’s presence held a vague comfort, but it evoked a lot of apprehension too. Only the blonde could fix that. “How have you been? Did you manage to find out the identity of Beth?”