Post by Andrea Waxon on Oct 9, 2008 19:01:51 GMT -5
Andrea didn't know what on earth she had been thinking when she chose to wear a skirt today, and a short one to top it off. She blamed the fact that she had treated herself with this smooth black skirt quite some time ago and she hated the fact that she hadn't worn it yet. But honestly, why hadn't she had the sense to wear tights under it, at the very least. So now she was hiding out in the good old Life Cafe to keep her legs from freezing to the point of being able to be snapped off of her body. She actually felt her stomach churning unpleasantly at that thought. Shaking her head to rid herself of the horrid mental images, she brought her tea up to her lips, glad to have something to warm her hands up. The soothing scent was more than enough to calm her of anything that was causing her stress; she even let out a sigh before taking a sip.
Still, the momentary euphoria faded after she placed it down. Andrea liked to let her tea last, especially since it was freezing cold outside and she wanted to delay her having to get out of the Life as much as she could. Still...the general silence in her area was maddening. The loneliness that was starting to let itself creep out of the corners of her mind was driving her mad. Of course, this wasn't the first time that thought crossed her mind; loneliness was an unwelcome visiter that never stopped coming. Ever since Emily yet, it just refused to leave Andrea alone. She pursed her lips at that thought and let her eyes wander to the window that she was sitting by.
At any given moment in New York City, you could look out a window to see dozens of signs of activity. A taxi speeding by. A mother dragging her son around, obviously in a hurry to get somewhere. A business man checking his watch at a street corner. And now it looked like snow was starting to fall down. The last part allowed a small smile to cross Drea's lips. She absolutely loved the snow. In fact, it was hard for her to dislike any sort of weather, even if rain tended to make her hair frizz horribly. She often managed to find something to enjoy out of rain, snow or sleet. Yet she couldn't figure out how to regain an amount of a social life, save for going back to school. But what would be the point in that? She didn't need to do so...and no one should need to go back to school just for the sake of making friends.
Why did it have to be so hard for her, that's what she wanted to know. It certainly wasn't due to genetics. Her mother was the ultimate social butterfly. As for her father...well, he was shy, but he wasn't nearly as shy as she was. Although maybe that was just her mother rubbing off on him. She never really did ask how her dad used to be before he met her. Her lips curving back into a frown as she turned back toward her cup of tea, she brought it up and took another sip. After all, she didn't just spend the amount of money she did only to have it become cold. Not that she would have minded...but still, she should get her money's worth, right? She let out a sigh at those thoughts. Those were probably the most pressing thoughts she had had all day, sad as that was.
Still, the momentary euphoria faded after she placed it down. Andrea liked to let her tea last, especially since it was freezing cold outside and she wanted to delay her having to get out of the Life as much as she could. Still...the general silence in her area was maddening. The loneliness that was starting to let itself creep out of the corners of her mind was driving her mad. Of course, this wasn't the first time that thought crossed her mind; loneliness was an unwelcome visiter that never stopped coming. Ever since Emily yet, it just refused to leave Andrea alone. She pursed her lips at that thought and let her eyes wander to the window that she was sitting by.
At any given moment in New York City, you could look out a window to see dozens of signs of activity. A taxi speeding by. A mother dragging her son around, obviously in a hurry to get somewhere. A business man checking his watch at a street corner. And now it looked like snow was starting to fall down. The last part allowed a small smile to cross Drea's lips. She absolutely loved the snow. In fact, it was hard for her to dislike any sort of weather, even if rain tended to make her hair frizz horribly. She often managed to find something to enjoy out of rain, snow or sleet. Yet she couldn't figure out how to regain an amount of a social life, save for going back to school. But what would be the point in that? She didn't need to do so...and no one should need to go back to school just for the sake of making friends.
Why did it have to be so hard for her, that's what she wanted to know. It certainly wasn't due to genetics. Her mother was the ultimate social butterfly. As for her father...well, he was shy, but he wasn't nearly as shy as she was. Although maybe that was just her mother rubbing off on him. She never really did ask how her dad used to be before he met her. Her lips curving back into a frown as she turned back toward her cup of tea, she brought it up and took another sip. After all, she didn't just spend the amount of money she did only to have it become cold. Not that she would have minded...but still, she should get her money's worth, right? She let out a sigh at those thoughts. Those were probably the most pressing thoughts she had had all day, sad as that was.
