Corner of the Gardens, Sunday Evening
Jun. 21st, 2009 07:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
intraspectiveThere were only a few places that Ino wanted to be, one of where she was supposed to be—Fight Club—and none where she could get away from stupid things like her boyfriend leaving so he could fight a war on his world and the awful fact that he wasn't coming back.
He wasn't. Coming. Back.
And, again, she'd been left behind. She curled up under one of the stupid trees Dor had put in her garden, and stared moodily over her green domain. (No, Ino didn't care that it was technically the school's domain.)
Ugh.
[Establishy, though open if your character would be in the gardens during the evening/call her for some reason, I suppose.]
He wasn't. Coming. Back.
And, again, she'd been left behind. She curled up under one of the stupid trees Dor had put in her garden, and stared moodily over her green domain. (No, Ino didn't care that it was technically the school's domain.)
Ugh.
[Establishy, though open if your character would be in the gardens during the evening/call her for some reason, I suppose.]
