Claudia Dubois
Be my guest
Sun Dec 10, 2017 14:09

Claudia was becoming increasingly accustomed to eating in the Diner, and enduring the crowds of students that congregated there. However she still preferred to dine at quieter times, and so she had a habit of eating her breakfast comparatively early. Today was no exception; few students were already seated when the third year entered the Diner, clothed neatly in a chocolate-brown, ankle-length suede skirt with sage green zig-zag stitching around its hem and pockets, a sage green wrap-around cardigan and matching ballet pumps. She’d worn her dark blonde hair up today, twisted out until it curled in on itself, then she’d fastened it to her head with one large brown clip and a series of pale gold pins.

The problem with eating when it was so empty, however, was that anyone could come and join her at an otherwise unoccupied table, perhaps making the incorrect assumption that she would be pleased to have company. It was therefore often preferable to choose from the existing students the least objectionable eating companion, so that at least Claudia could introduce some element of control into the situation. She had noted from experience that she was far less likely to be joined by an uninvited interloper if she was already seated with someone.

Briefly scanning the tables, Claudia noticed Dade sitting on his own. She didn’t know him very well because he had never seemed particularly inclined to engage in conversation with her, and Claudia had not objected to this. Obviously they were in classes and the commons together, so he was more familiar than most of the other students, and aside from an apparently less than jovial temperament, he didn’t tend to irritate Claudia, or induce excessive anxiety. She sat across from him.

Dade had never been as polite as Connor, and Claudia wondered how the younger student could be so abrupt when he brother was so accommodating. “You’re in my way,” he said, as if to prove her point.

Claudia blinked. She most certainly wasn’t in his way of motion, as he wasn’t moving: he was eating, and neither was she obstructing him from that. She reasoned he must be referencing his line of sight, so she turned to peer over her shoulder, but could only see some upper year girls having a heated discussion. Dismissing the exchange as unimportant, Claudia turned back to Dade. “Forgive me,” she requested, her brown eyes narrowed the tiniest fraction in disapproval. She abhorred rudeness, but was prepared to let this transgression pass because Dade was Connor’s brother.

Attempting to appear unperturbed, she poured herself a glass of cold water and added a slice of lemon, then sipped her drink while she contemplated what to eat from the array of foods spread before her.

  • Can I order off the menu? - Dade Farnon, Thu Nov 30 15:20
    Lately, Dade had been needing more and more food to feel full at a given meal. Considering that ‘meal’ usually meant ‘the Diner’, and ‘the Diner’ usually mean ‘people’, the youngest Farnon was rather ... more
    • Be my guest - Claudia Dubois, Sun Dec 10 14:09
      • Is it your menu? - Dade, Sat Dec 16 14:38
        Oh great, it was Connor’s girlfriend getting in his way with her prissy little lemon in her prissy little water. Why did she even think she was allowed to sit with Dade, anyway? Where was Connor?... more
        • Not mine - Claudia, Sun Dec 17 16:27
          “You’re supposed to move now,” Dade continued, trying Claudia’s patience. There was really no need nor excuse for his rudeness; Connor was obviously the epitome of politeness, and while Rose had... more
          • Well it's certainly not mine - Dade, Fri Dec 22 10:16
            Okay, Dade would admit to being pleasantly surprised. He had expected Claudia to be at least as prissy and annoying as Connor, who would probably be horrified by the information on the fliers. Connor ... more
            • Write your own, then - Claudia, Sat Dec 23 07:05
              Either Dade’s grumpiness was wearing off, or Claudia was just quickly becoming accustomed to it, as at the moment he seemed in a less foul mood than when she’d sat down. He still appeared far from... more
              • It seemed like Claudia was more likely to give people the benefit of the doubt than Dade was, which was to say that she was considering it at all. Dade usually didn’t make excuses for people like... more
                • Shall I do it for you? - Claudia, Wed Dec 27 06:14
                  “Why would you force everyone to look at pay attention to one thing? It’s not like anyone is actually going to care,” Dade denounced protest and advocacy. Claudia was sympathetic to his opinion; why... more
                  • That might be best - Dade, Sat Dec 30 09:05
                    Again, it appeared that Claudia was being particularly polite about this ridiculous situation, calling this sort of thing a matter of ‘personal preference’. Personally, Dade did not care about the... more
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