Warm You Up Or Burn You Down (Sloane)
May 26, 2012 18:00:43 GMT -5
Post by Sloane Deveraux on May 26, 2012 18:00:43 GMT -5
"Believe it or not, when I was a student, I actually spent my time in school studying. Who'da thunk it?" She raised both her hands and shoulders up and made a face. "My parents stopped making me go to family functions when I burnt my dress with my eldest brother's cigarette stub when I was thirteen." She shrugged and dipped her popper into the dipping sauce given.
Sloane wanted to interject that she knew a few of the staff in Hammel weren't meta. Some definitely weren't when she was still attending. But maybe Hart was right. The economy was probably a cause of lack of hiring at Hammel. "Dunno...whatever, I'm glad you're around. Place'd be dull with just Dragon Lady. Charlie's cool but...I'm pretty sure I'm not his favourite person around town." She chuckled before starting on her dinner.
And there it was again. An invitation to spend time together. Sloane prayed to God that it wasn't just her imagination and that it was definitely Hart reaching out to spend more time together.
"If you don't mind...?" her voice trailed as she realised how pathetic she must sound. "I mean, I might be a bore and...uh...I'm not good company at parties. Unless you don't mind sitting in a corner and watching me drink my beer." She chuckled nervously. Yes. She definitely sounded pathetic. Now let's just see Hart standing up and walking away, hopelessly figuring out what made him want to hang out with her in the first place.
Sloane wanted to interject that she knew a few of the staff in Hammel weren't meta. Some definitely weren't when she was still attending. But maybe Hart was right. The economy was probably a cause of lack of hiring at Hammel. "Dunno...whatever, I'm glad you're around. Place'd be dull with just Dragon Lady. Charlie's cool but...I'm pretty sure I'm not his favourite person around town." She chuckled before starting on her dinner.
And there it was again. An invitation to spend time together. Sloane prayed to God that it wasn't just her imagination and that it was definitely Hart reaching out to spend more time together.
"If you don't mind...?" her voice trailed as she realised how pathetic she must sound. "I mean, I might be a bore and...uh...I'm not good company at parties. Unless you don't mind sitting in a corner and watching me drink my beer." She chuckled nervously. Yes. She definitely sounded pathetic. Now let's just see Hart standing up and walking away, hopelessly figuring out what made him want to hang out with her in the first place.
