Ah, peace and quiet. It was the perfect place to come to write. Tear had her notebook and pencil ready for when any ideas came to her. And for when she could find a place by herself to write a story. There were a few people here and there, but she wanted to be completely alone. The young sulkuhna was not in her furry form today, but rather in her two-legged form. It was so much easier to write with fingers than paws.
Her violet eyes searched for a place that had gone unnoticed thus far, and her fingers ran along the wall, searching for crevices. Searching for a place to write in this manner had come to her in a book she had read when a character had hit a hidden lose rock and a doorway was revealed. Yeah, that stuff normally only happened in stories, but she was willing to take the chance. What else did she have to do today anyway? Stare at the wall of her bedroom for hours? That was boring. This at least held a chance for something exciting. Sure, every time someone walked by they gave her an odd look, but that didn't really bother Tear. She was always looked at oddly anyway.
As the young woman walked down the hallway her shoes clicked, and it became rather bothersome to hear the clicking of her shoes. She came to a stop and bent down to take said shoes off. They fit nicely into her side bag, which was rather fortunate for her. Now, her bare-feet stuck the floor, but, now she was silent when she walked. This actually made a small smile appear on the sad girls face. She continued her way down the passage, luckily there was nothing sharp beneath her feet.
Her violet eyes searched for a place that had gone unnoticed thus far, and her fingers ran along the wall, searching for crevices. Searching for a place to write in this manner had come to her in a book she had read when a character had hit a hidden lose rock and a doorway was revealed. Yeah, that stuff normally only happened in stories, but she was willing to take the chance. What else did she have to do today anyway? Stare at the wall of her bedroom for hours? That was boring. This at least held a chance for something exciting. Sure, every time someone walked by they gave her an odd look, but that didn't really bother Tear. She was always looked at oddly anyway.
As the young woman walked down the hallway her shoes clicked, and it became rather bothersome to hear the clicking of her shoes. She came to a stop and bent down to take said shoes off. They fit nicely into her side bag, which was rather fortunate for her. Now, her bare-feet stuck the floor, but, now she was silent when she walked. This actually made a small smile appear on the sad girls face. She continued her way down the passage, luckily there was nothing sharp beneath her feet.