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[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*up on the school roof, smoking*

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[thoughtherdead.livejournal.com]

*coughs and waves her hand in front of her face*

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*frowns, she's not really used to anyone being up here and certainly not anyone that doesn't smoke -- well except Julian who comes up to make sure she's not about the throw herself from the roof due to the stupidity of third period English*

Lost?

[wilful-choler.livejournal.com]

*looking up at the roof, one eyebrow raising slightly*

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*overly sweet smile*

[known-too-late.livejournal.com]

[Runs up the stairs, panting a little once he reaches the roof.] Hey, Han! Sorry I'm late. Mr. Johnson needed me for something.

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*nods, taking a drag* What's he want now? Is this another speech on potential?

[wiltquarrel.livejournal.com]

Can I bum one'a those?

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*holds out the pack*

[offends-shadows.livejournal.com]

*he comes up onto the roof, his own pack of cigarettes in his back pocket, when he sees Hannah.

Jolly good and groovy-times, I hope she's not in too much of a mood today*

Steady on there, blondie -- how's it hanging?

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*rolls her eyes and shrugs* All right.

[gather-ye-roses.livejournal.com]

[lingers a bit awkwardly by the edge of the roof, fiddling endlessly with his bag strap] You're, ah. Smoke. You're smoking. You're not in class.

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*Looks up and sees him, actually smiling -- though small smile it is. They haven't talked much really. Not since her flip out where they broke it off. But it's nice to be near someone who isn't up here because they're afraid she's going to jump*

Yeah...I figured Latin wouldn't miss me too much.

[avengemyfather.livejournal.com]

You ever hear of going to class?

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*rolls eyes* Latin won't miss me. Dead language and all.

[thoughtherdead.livejournal.com]

*coughs and waves her hand in front of her face*

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*frowns, she's not really used to anyone being up here and certainly not anyone that doesn't smoke -- well except Julian who comes up to make sure she's not about the throw herself from the roof due to the stupidity of third period English*

Lost?

[wilful-choler.livejournal.com]

*looking up at the roof, one eyebrow raising slightly*

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*overly sweet smile*

[known-too-late.livejournal.com]

[Runs up the stairs, panting a little once he reaches the roof.] Hey, Han! Sorry I'm late. Mr. Johnson needed me for something.

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*nods, taking a drag* What's he want now? Is this another speech on potential?

[wiltquarrel.livejournal.com]

Can I bum one'a those?

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*holds out the pack*

[offends-shadows.livejournal.com]

*he comes up onto the roof, his own pack of cigarettes in his back pocket, when he sees Hannah.

Jolly good and groovy-times, I hope she's not in too much of a mood today*

Steady on there, blondie -- how's it hanging?

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*rolls her eyes and shrugs* All right.

[gather-ye-roses.livejournal.com]

[lingers a bit awkwardly by the edge of the roof, fiddling endlessly with his bag strap] You're, ah. Smoke. You're smoking. You're not in class.

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*Looks up and sees him, actually smiling -- though small smile it is. They haven't talked much really. Not since her flip out where they broke it off. But it's nice to be near someone who isn't up here because they're afraid she's going to jump*

Yeah...I figured Latin wouldn't miss me too much.

[avengemyfather.livejournal.com]

You ever hear of going to class?

[somberbythetree.livejournal.com]

*rolls eyes* Latin won't miss me. Dead language and all.