Post by Anemone Reys on May 21, 2015 23:20:54 GMT -5
Out of all places she could go, Anemone had chosen the library. She definitely wasn't a bookworm (though, she did enjoy reading), but she did prefer peace and quiet. The courtyard had been her first choice, considering the gentle breezes and clear view of the sky, but the loudness of wandering students certainly wasn't something she appreciated. It's not that she enjoyed solitude (divine beings above forbid she enjoy such a torturous state), it's merely silence she found comfort in.
She wasn't in the room to do anything academic, but she didn't wish to appear as if she was there to kill time. It'd be a lonely act if she sat idly at a table with no friend to talk to, so her fingers rest on an open book, yet despite the facade, her eyes took to wandering the relatively large library.
Nature green hues set on a particular shelf, gaze scanning words as if she were attempting to find something better to "read," though when a stranger had come into her field of sight, a small, inaudible gasp escaped pale lips, eyes immediately on the book before her.
She wasn't in the room to do anything academic, but she didn't wish to appear as if she was there to kill time. It'd be a lonely act if she sat idly at a table with no friend to talk to, so her fingers rest on an open book, yet despite the facade, her eyes took to wandering the relatively large library.
Nature green hues set on a particular shelf, gaze scanning words as if she were attempting to find something better to "read," though when a stranger had come into her field of sight, a small, inaudible gasp escaped pale lips, eyes immediately on the book before her.