Nimble slid down Soleil's arm and landed on the ground with a thud.
He opened the door of the little home made for him. "Aww, I love
it! So...what else can you draw?" Nimble made a mischievous face.
Somnum had dried up her tears and was currently reading one of her
text books.She had her favorite pen set and note pad out and was
making a brief outline of the chapter before going through and
reading it fully.I need to make sure I am prepared for class
tomorrow.She thinks to herself while rubbing her sore eyes.
Nimble sighed. He ran over to Soleil's door and knocked. "I hope
she can hear me!" Nimble muttered to himself as he paced back and
forth in front of the, to him, giant door.
Oliver sighed. He walked to his dorm, his heels clicking along the
floor. He entered his dorm, closing the door behind him slowly.
Placing the suitcase on the bed, he began to unpack. Hanging up his
clothes and setting his books on the desk. He made his bed, put his
toiletries in the bathroom, and slid his suitcase under the bed. He
sat down, and grabbed his laptop. He turned it on, and began typing
up a little paper.
Somnum thought she heard something hit her door so she got up and
opened it...to see a floating house."What the?"She said looking at
it confused as it made it's way over to the unused side of her
dorm."Well I guess I have seen stranger things."She mumbles to
herself before going back to her seat.She leaves the door open as
if she is expecting someone to show up.
Nimble skipped into Somnom's room. "Hello! You don't mind me
placing my house in your room do you? Of course you don't!" Nimble
exclaimed before Somnom could reply. "Bring it in Sol!" Nimble
called out from the doorway.
Somnum just sat in her seat blinking.Well guess I could have a
worse roomate.She thinks to herself feeling an imaginary
sweatdrop go down the side of her head.She then watch as the Shadow
sprite walked in and place Nimble's house down."Nice house."She
finally says after a while before going back to her reading.
"Oh...well, I've misplaced my books...mind if I look over your
shoulder until I find them later?" Nimble using his thread and
needle, made a 'harpoon' and shot it from the bed. The silver
needle dug into the wooden frame of Somnom's chair. "Bums away!"
Nimble shouted as he jumped from the bed, the thread's slack
quickly became taunt. Nimble pulled himself up the 'rope' and
sighed when he reached the top of the chair. "So...which class is
this?"
"That's fine and this one is history."Somnum says quickly joting
another key point down."Do you want me to go back to chapter one?I
already read through it along with two and now almost three."