#lucentprofessor

Daniel was trying his hardest to gather up his schoolbooks. It proved troublesome, trying to put those books into his school bag with only one arm. He could feel everyone staring at him. He heard everyone whispering, and he could already tell they were talking about him, and he hated it. He only looked up when a shadow cast over him, to see some guy looking down at him. “..Can I help you?”

“You want some of these? They're the sour kind but you can take some if you'd like?” She holds out a bag full of candy, it’s ill advised for her to talk to strangers, sure, but technically - she’s only offering him some Skittles and he couldn’t see her as a possible murder candidate unless he really fucking hated Skittles...she thinks so at least.

Emily was folding laundry during the day. She thought she was alone, but as soon as she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist she almost jumped about two feet in the air. Then she heard the laughter and rolled her eyes. "Don't scare me like that Henry!"

Maria had just ordered her third cup of coffee from this cafe. As she read the book in front of her, she sighed and looked up from it. When she did, she saw a rather tired looking man walking down the street toward the outdoor seating she was at. “Oh! Henry, hey, over here!” She stood and waved at him, trying to get his attention.

Emily’s eyes fluttered open as she was awakened from her nap by Henry. He gently shook her until her eyes fully opened. She sat up, her hair a mess of bedhead, and stretched. “Good morning handsome.” She said with a smile as she reached over and gently pinched his cheek. “Did you miss me or something?”

Emily opened the door with a sigh. “Another long day..” She mumbled to herself. She walked into the living room to see Henry sitting on the couch with the television on. She smiled and sat down next to him, pressing a kiss on his cheek. “Good evening love. How was your day today?”

Emily had called Henry to invite him over. She'd managed to get everyone out of the house for the evening and spent most of the day deep cleaning the house. She'd gone into her closet and found an old nicer dress that, surprisingly, still fit. When everything was ready, she heard the doorbell. She smoothed her hair and, after a moment of psyching herself up, answered the door. "Hello there, Henry. Come in, please." She moved to the side to allow him entry.

Emily had just finished cleaning up the living room a little bit when she heard the door open. She’d been expecting Henry, but she was a little surprised he was already here. As he slipped his shoes off, she moved into the entryway to greet him. “Welcome! How was work, dear?”