[ Curfew indeed. Things are strict in this house, and with good reason, Anna supposes. She's already in pajamas, already got her hair out of those two neat braids that make her look like, for all intents and purposes, some innocent schoolgirl. And hey, given the fact that she's got a heart of gold and does her darned best at tutoring this deadbeat, maybe she is.
That doesn't stop her from groaning at the hit of the rock against her window, curled up and bundled in thick quilts and blankets to keep her snug and warm. And the call of her name, mispronounced like that, she can only feel irritation.
Thankfully her hair isn't too frizzy yet as she grumbles, rolling out of her bed-- that can only be one person. Jason. Okay, she'd be lying if she said she didn't like him at all. But he got on her nerves so easily.
So soon she'd be sliding her window open, peering out with squinting eyes and an irritated expression. ]
It's Auh-na!
[ But then, she tucks errant strands of coppery hair behind her ear. ] --Do you know what time it is?
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That doesn't stop her from groaning at the hit of the rock against her window, curled up and bundled in thick quilts and blankets to keep her snug and warm. And the call of her name, mispronounced like that, she can only feel irritation.
Thankfully her hair isn't too frizzy yet as she grumbles, rolling out of her bed-- that can only be one person. Jason. Okay, she'd be lying if she said she didn't like him at all. But he got on her nerves so easily.
So soon she'd be sliding her window open, peering out with squinting eyes and an irritated expression. ]
It's Auh-na!
[ But then, she tucks errant strands of coppery hair behind her ear. ] --Do you know what time it is?