Her room number is something she did notice, if briefly, before he ran into her.
It still seems strange to her that they're only a few doors away from each other and they're supposedly such good friends but they've managed to avoid each other -- unintentionally or not -- for weeks or a month.
"No, not really. I..."
Her face screws up in concentration when she thinks about it, and she ends up shaking her head.
"I don't know. But I don't think he thought I was much of a storyteller either."
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Date: 2007-06-29 04:07 am (UTC)Her room number is something she did notice, if briefly, before he ran into her.
It still seems strange to her that they're only a few doors away from each other and they're supposedly such good friends but they've managed to avoid each other -- unintentionally or not -- for weeks or a month.
"No, not really. I..."
Her face screws up in concentration when she thinks about it, and she ends up shaking her head.
"I don't know. But I don't think he thought I was much of a storyteller either."