"...What do you want?"

budgie-chan said: Ooh um um um…. Sara and 9 and Parker and 7 (or 8 if you prefer that pallet)

Sara and Marla from Harvest Moon 3.

The dorm was different from her previous one, it was much more roomier and more separate, almost as if her and her roommate would be on two different sides. Tucking a few strands of pink hair behind her ear she decided that she would let her roommate pick the side she would like first just to be polite. In the mean time she would start to get herself settled in at least in the closet and setting up her computer and desk. One thing though that she always did do when she got a new room, was to set up some of her flowers. Her trademark.

As she wordlessly crossed the room, her eyes lingered for a moment on the flowers. That was where the smell was coming from. Her roommate must have set them up before she came in there. Instinctively, she frowned at the assumed attempt to make the dorm seem more 'homey', but the scent of them reminded her of earth and the flowers her father had helped her plant in the window boxes of their house and made her yearn even more deeply for home. These pale, tired things couldn't hold a candle to the vibrant blossoms her father coaxed from the ground. They were doomed to die in such a lightless environment.

“Don’t mind me.”  She commented, raising her eyebrows and slightly lowering her usual high-pitched voice.  After reading the situation she realized that her normally cheery personality probably wouldn’t go over too well with this girl.  She would be fine sounding as exhausted as she felt.  “I’m just taking a break from unpacking.”

She was no longer completely focused on glaring at the girl and was just glaring in general, her scowl deepening as she thought more and more about how much she hated being here. Lost in thought, it wasn't until the other girl spoke that she realized she was still staring. She took a moment and managed to smooth most of her expression down into an disdainful frown. "I mind." She stated simply, looking her square in the eyes. There was plenty of room around the tree for them both to sit without even having to see the other, but Sara, in her bad mood,  did not particularly want to share any of her space with anything or anyone that reminded her that she was still at this infernal school.

And that was precisely her reasoning as she walked out of the Aquamarine dorms.  She felt so tired from the move, all she wanted to do was relax and people watch for the last part of the day.  There was usually something entertaining going on or some dumb skateboarders to watch on campus.  With that thought, she sat down on the ground under the shade of a large tree.  Hopefully something would happen that would make this tedious day worth it.

She had taken root underneath the shade of a tree out in the courtyard and vacantly staring at her book and mechanically turning a page now again, more sulking than actually reading. Sara was not so absorbed in her own thoughts that she didn't notice when a girl with bright pink curls took a seat somewhat near her under the tree. Not wanting to be bothered, but also too stubborn to move since she was here first, she ended up simply glaring at the girl while she decided what to do.