[h3][center]~Eirwen~[/center][/h3]
[@Regitnui][@Crusader Lord]
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Here she was, just trying to sink into the floor like a puddle of adorability and someone was bothering her. Who in their right minds would disturb a little girls slumber? Probably some sort of pervert, that's who. That pervert was lucky she was too lazy to try do anything or they'd find themselves with worse than a small bit of frostbite. Wait...pizza? Someone mentioned free pizza. She was pretty sure the one stepping on her said something about free pizza. Actually, wait, she recognized that voice. In fact, after about three pokes she was pretty sure she was intimately familiar with the foot poking her head. How does one become intimately familiar with a persons feet? Well, use your imagination.

Leanne!

...one of the few people she'd say she actually liked. Leanne was nice to her, and she certainly didn't particularly mind the current situation a bit. Still though, free pizza meant she'd be sitting up for now.

[color=6ecff6]"I know you have a thing for stepping on people, Leanne,"[/color] After a few seconds made an effort to sit up as she replied to her friend. [color=6ecff6]"and I'm adorable and all, buuuut try to contain yourself in public, hmm?"[/color] The giggle that followed was drowned out by a loud yawn as she stretched her arms tiredly in her usual fashion. Still, she didn't make an effort to stand and merely looked at the person who she had run into with her usual sleepy, somewhat deadpan stare.

...

Who was he? She felt like she had seen him in art class a few times, but she wasn't sure. But then, she paid very little attention to other people and what they were doing most of the time.

[color=6ecff6]"..."[/color]

Empty, scattered and broken all over the floor like the hopes and dreams of someone with an arts degree. Oh well. She reached into the frills of her dress and fumbled around for a few seconds before pulling out a bag of cookies and opening them as he spoke to Leanne.  Face blindness? What sort of silliness was that? She was the laziest thing on the planet and at least she could remember faces as long as she bothered to actually commit them to memory. She supposed she shouldn't judge, but she couldn't not mess with him a little, even if he seemed a little timid.

[color=6ecff6]"Hmm..."[/color] She walked towards him, getting so close that her face was mere inches from his. Well, as close as someone as short as her could get her face to his as she had to look up at him. [color=6ecff6]"...Hey hey. You owe me a bag of chips."[/color]