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[h1][center][color=crimson]Lorelai De Windt[/color][/center][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]
The rest of the school day passed by in a blur, Lorelai only semi-coherent thanks to the ball of energy in food form one of her instructors had so generously offered her. It kept her on her feet, nodding absently and managing to keep her eyes wide open long after the classes had emptied and she realized she had been staring at her shoe locker for twenty minutes, lost in the feeling of her forehead pressed to wood till a red indentation was pressed across her brow.

[color=crimson]"Gah, it's too early to sleep!"[/color] The Dutch-Japanese shouted to the halls, an odd janitor looking  perturbed the odd coat rack was actually a student all along, one that quickly thrust there shoes upon their feet and bolted out the door with a considerable haste. No self respecting student of martial arts could rest their head before the sun! What she needed was a large dose of sugar, preferably with caffeine, but in her haste she was rather directionless as she stormed the town by force.

While her eyes failed to take in any of the proper signage that would point her towards the treat she wanted, her eyes remained sharp and heard the yodeling of a food truck owner embarrassing their daughter. Yet it was his passion that resonated with the likely-unhinged student, her eyes watering as her shoes slid the remaining feet into line and she bounced with rampant energy, hands clasped together and held beneath her chin. It, naturally, disturbed several ice cream goers, but lost in her own little world she cared not for propriety, barely kept in line by a tenuous grasp of moral decency.

Only when she reached the front did she proffer a generous bill and beseech the father, [color=crimson]"The largest scoop  of today's special you can fit in a cone, please!"[/color]

Truly did her eyes cream that day.