Post by Miss Jack on Feb 23, 2008 18:10:27 GMT -5
Although David's powers hadn't really rented themselves to Samantha's "warming up" to him, it was probably the only thing that saved him that time. A very sharp, 'I beg your pardon?' flew to her lips, and immediately stalled. He was only being nice. Obviously.
"Er. Yes, you're probably right. Excuse me." She stood to her feet and swept gracefully from the room. She closed the door to the bathroom and her mouth flapped open in a very unladylike expression of disgust when she took in her appearance in the mirror.
How embarrassing.
She scrubbed the tearstains off her cheeks, and refixed her hair. It was falling out all over the place and constraining back into its pins was a lost cause. She settled for a simple bun. Plain, but it would have to do. She fixed her skirts and smoothed whatever wrinkles she could. She hadn't thought to bring make-up with her, and anyway, who was she trying to impress? You don't care, remember? she told herself.
She walked back out, hands folded primly in front of her. "Thank you."
"Er. Yes, you're probably right. Excuse me." She stood to her feet and swept gracefully from the room. She closed the door to the bathroom and her mouth flapped open in a very unladylike expression of disgust when she took in her appearance in the mirror.
How embarrassing.
She scrubbed the tearstains off her cheeks, and refixed her hair. It was falling out all over the place and constraining back into its pins was a lost cause. She settled for a simple bun. Plain, but it would have to do. She fixed her skirts and smoothed whatever wrinkles she could. She hadn't thought to bring make-up with her, and anyway, who was she trying to impress? You don't care, remember? she told herself.
She walked back out, hands folded primly in front of her. "Thank you."
