i am a bad poster -sob-
"Oh, yeah. It's uh, nice." Skye smiled inwardly, still wondering about his unusual behavior. Yeah, the lake was nice, and what was he hiding behind his back? And then he spoke once more; a long, drawn-out 'well' provoked a smile from her, and she was happy to hear that he was crafting. Crafting? What was so super-secret about crafting?
"I know how awful it mus' be t'not be around me, I understan'." Skye snorted, a rather loud, unlady-like sound. "Oh, yes," she said with a simpering smile that could only be taken as sarcastic. "I simply can't think of what I would do without simply staring at you all day. In fact, I think I'm going to go cry in the corner over there," she said with extreme sarcasm, giggling softly and walking over to a tree in the corner of the space. She took off her pack and rifled through it some before she came up with with a book. It had been easy enough to track down the mysterious black cat and impetrate a book or two from 'his' library. She pulled out the latest one she'd borrowed and bent her knees, resting the book on her lap and began to read.
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