[exclusive is good. ^_~ also, from here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/624548.html?thread=51993764#t51993764)]
Senna rotated her neck as she came into the sun room. A shower had definitely done her a little good. Some of the kinks in her shoulders were worked out by the warm spray, and her hair definitely felt better clean, even if it was still damp. She finger-combed it absentmindedly, the ribbon that normally tied it up hanging from her hand. And what should she do this shift...?
The answer seemed obvious in the form of a sprawled out prince-type. The larger part of Senna saw nothing wrong with going over to him and making nice, even if he didn't want it. On that other hand... What he had said to her, that there was nothing good here, with the judgmental air that he had handed it to her still stung. But if she let a guy get to her now, she wouldn't really be her, now would she? And making playing nice and trying to be herself would knock out of the funk that talking to Momo had brought on.
Right. Time to be friendly.
She walked over lightly, a hand still immersed in her short hair. "Heya," she said, smiling, with only the briefest hesitation. "Mind if I join you?"
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Senna rotated her neck as she came into the sun room. A shower had definitely done her a little good. Some of the kinks in her shoulders were worked out by the warm spray, and her hair definitely felt better clean, even if it was still damp. She finger-combed it absentmindedly, the ribbon that normally tied it up hanging from her hand. And what should she do this shift...?
The answer seemed obvious in the form of a sprawled out prince-type. The larger part of Senna saw nothing wrong with going over to him and making nice, even if he didn't want it. On that other hand... What he had said to her, that there was nothing good here, with the judgmental air that he had handed it to her still stung. But if she let a guy get to her now, she wouldn't really be her, now would she? And making playing nice and trying to be herself would knock out of the funk that talking to Momo had brought on.
Right. Time to be friendly.
She walked over lightly, a hand still immersed in her short hair. "Heya," she said, smiling, with only the briefest hesitation. "Mind if I join you?"