[the bird's rattling in its cage, as though begging to be let out, and she's reaching to open the cage to let it free when she hears her name.
well, a nickname. which earns Topher a glare. even as he says her actual name, that's what he gets. a glare.
as he continues to talk she shakes her head, running fingers through her gooey hair as she bends to sift through the contents of her locker. she places the bird in the cage on the floor first, then goes to examine what on earth these buckets are for.]
no subject
well, a nickname. which earns Topher a glare. even as he says her actual name, that's what he gets. a glare.
as he continues to talk she shakes her head, running fingers through her gooey hair as she bends to sift through the contents of her locker. she places the bird in the cage on the floor first, then goes to examine what on earth these buckets are for.]