not your average waste of time

[Ataxia Delacour]

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We wave this flag of hatred; But you're the ones who made it. ooc; its quite alright xD Well,this wasn't all to bad. He was indeed rather boisterous, having more energy than she was used to experiencing from just one person. He seemed sweet though, but it was still likely that she could be mistaken. She didn't hold much faith in her own judge of character, not having all too much experience at it anyhow. She simply smiled nervously as he returned her greeting with much more strength and interest. She felt so.. lame. It was the best way to describe the self-depreciating veil that tended to shroud her. She was just.. unpracticed with social interactions, and let it bother herself too much. She'd been eyeing the ground for the most part now, having looked down after his returned greeting. Now as he had spoken again though, she instinctively lifted her gaze to meet his.. nodding her head quickly at his observation. "Yeah, it's only been.. uh, a couple days" she commented, giving a quick shrug of her slender shoulders. "Have you been here long..?" she'd paused a good few moments before responding with the question of her own. Compared to him she was so very calm, she hoped she didn't convey the wrong message. It wasn't that she disliked him, or the situation. It was more her nerves that clammed her up, managing to drive her mad with inward frustration.

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