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Finally... silence.
She’d made it through all three classes, faking it, smiling--and yes, she was going to enjoy all three of those classes--as soon as she could convince Logan that she really wasn’t interested in being the best in flowers when she had other more useful skills to hone, and as soon as she figured out a way to properly ignore that, ugh, that Temari bitch. Who do you think you are?
( Me. Just me. )
Okay. Okay. She wouldn’t. Every step, every twist, every scratch of a branch--Too damn slow! Be more observant!--let her think.
She needed to this. Wanted this. Shut up and just think.
[Establishy.]
She’d made it through all three classes, faking it, smiling--and yes, she was going to enjoy all three of those classes--as soon as she could convince Logan that she really wasn’t interested in being the best in flowers when she had other more useful skills to hone, and as soon as she figured out a way to properly ignore that, ugh, that Temari bitch. Who do you think you are?
( Me. Just me. )
Okay. Okay. She wouldn’t. Every step, every twist, every scratch of a branch--Too damn slow! Be more observant!--let her think.
She needed to this. Wanted this. Shut up and just think.
[Establishy.]
