EvilFishy
*glub*
It was the manservant that ended up assisting her in her task. Then he took the box from her to take within the building. It was much easier for her to handle only the one small case and she was reassured that she wouldn’t accidentally drop it and break all of her camera equipment.
“Oh, uh, thank you,” Jillian called after him, though he proceeded as if he hadn’t even heard her.
She probably would have rolled her eyes or felt particularly hurt if she hadn’t been used to being invisible. So she followed him in and to room 103. It appeared, when she entered, that someone had already been inside to unpack their belongings. Hers, however, were sitting on one of the empty bottom bunks.
“I’m going to leave you now,” the manservant finally said to her.
“Thank you very much,” Jillian said and watched him depart.
Now she was finally on her own. She’d be able to survive the school year. She began to unpack and store her clothing. That was when she noticed that the bed above hers was actually occupied. There was a lump in the shape of a body beneath the blankets.
“Oh,” she gasped.
She stopped what she was doing and stared at the sleeping girl. After a moment, she dropped whatever clothes had been in her hands and lifted the camera around her neck up to her eye. On her tiptoes, she adjusted the lens and captured the picture. The small, pleasant smile on her lips was intriguing. She wondered what kind of dream the girl could be having.
The thought was fleeting, though, and Jillian returned to her unpacking.
(( @Alice Ivy Macintyre ))
“Oh, uh, thank you,” Jillian called after him, though he proceeded as if he hadn’t even heard her.
She probably would have rolled her eyes or felt particularly hurt if she hadn’t been used to being invisible. So she followed him in and to room 103. It appeared, when she entered, that someone had already been inside to unpack their belongings. Hers, however, were sitting on one of the empty bottom bunks.
“I’m going to leave you now,” the manservant finally said to her.
“Thank you very much,” Jillian said and watched him depart.
Now she was finally on her own. She’d be able to survive the school year. She began to unpack and store her clothing. That was when she noticed that the bed above hers was actually occupied. There was a lump in the shape of a body beneath the blankets.
“Oh,” she gasped.
She stopped what she was doing and stared at the sleeping girl. After a moment, she dropped whatever clothes had been in her hands and lifted the camera around her neck up to her eye. On her tiptoes, she adjusted the lens and captured the picture. The small, pleasant smile on her lips was intriguing. She wondered what kind of dream the girl could be having.
The thought was fleeting, though, and Jillian returned to her unpacking.
(( @Alice Ivy Macintyre ))