4 Aug 2024, 14:39
There again
chothes: X|Interacting with:@Daniel Spector;@Kayla Realma;@Giselle Lam|speech/thoughts
Terceciro ano... já!?"I love you dear, don't cry, the sister is coming back" Mari said to her little sister as she was saying goodbye to her relatives, "And you... You're used to it, you know I'll be back quickly, take care of everything while I'm away!"Mari said to her brother with a small smile, her sister crying was giving her a small squeeze in her heart, even though Mari was trying to stay strong because she was the older sister, deep down she had a lump in her throat for having to leave them for a few months, But she was already used to it, it was just another year!
After the goodbyes and Mari without even shedding a tear (something that cost her a lot) she decided to get on the train... that sound, that place, that excitement with a little touch of nervousness... Mari felt so good to be there, which was an inexplicable feeling. There weren't many booths occupied, but even so Mari decided to sit more or less in the middle but in the back to avoid having the cabin full
Mari put her suitcase in the middle of the aisle and took a deep breath, her suitcase was extremely, but extremely heavy, Mari still hadn't understood the meaning of taking "only what was necessary" because she carried everything she could (which made her have already broken a suitcase to close it).
When she decided to walk again she sat two cabins after where she left off, putting her things in front of her, by the window hoping they don't break and giving a little wave to her parents and siblings, while showing a small smile. Her parents were busy greeting people from all over the world who came to them, something that Mari had been used to for the last 2 years and beyond.
There were a few seconds left for the train to leave and she snuggles up in her seat waiting for who they would enter through that door, because every year the express was always full, while Mari went to get her bag that she put in her suitcase, she is interrupted by the noise of someone opening the door of the compartment....
"I never tried to hide the fact that it is my intention to be the best"
"-I'm not good at advice,I can offer you a sarcastic comment?"
"There is no good and evil, there is only power,and those who are too weak to achieve it"
24 Nov 2024, 15:09
There again
Laurence wandered through the corridor, taking a sneak peak here and there to see if there was an open seat left. This new place was strange to him, so many people he had never seen before. And even though Laurence was, to say the least, a bit intimitated by his new surroundings, he felt a sense of motivation, perhaps excited about getting to learn all those new things they taught at hogwarts. But this newfound motivation sadly didn't make the seat-search any easier. The criteria of not having more than two other people in the cabin made it hard to find a space that was fit for Laurence. It wasn't that he was shy, but rather that the inhibitions in his mind were high, still a bit too high to just...talk to other people he had never seen before. At least the thought of his father standing outside and waiting for him to wave comforted Laurence a bit.
"There has to be a place somewhere...", Laurence muttered under his breath to himself, his eyes scanning the doors of the cabins that he was walking by. Cabin after cabin, Laurence eyes transfixed on other people's faces for milliseconds before he scanned the seat situation as he was walking by. Finally, after Laurence had accidentally stared at dozends of people, he peaked around the doorframe, only to find one girl sitting in the cabin. Laurence thought this over for a second, watching the girl wave to someone outside he couldn't recognize for a short time. Then, he pulled himself together and opened the door. "Is there a free seat in here?", he asked with a more quiet voice than he had originally wanted, obviously there were open seats. He could see them, and she probably (and hopefully) could too. But Laurence felt like he was about to intrude this girls' personal space if he didn't ask first. In those cases, he was just rather safe than sorry.