Closed RP: Waiting for Inspiration
It wasn't easy to get privacy back when Misty wasn't allowed out alone.
She had to travel with friends (usually Danielle and Tori), no matter where she was going. And neither friend particularly cared to enter the "spooky" forest. Sure, there was Nate, but he wasn't always available.
So now, at age sixteen, Misty's thrilled that she can finally go in on her own. Her notebooks and a few pencils at her side, she rushes into the edge of the forest. There, enough light shines down for Misty to see what she's doing. And it's a quiet place for her to "inspirate," at Tori likes to put it. She sits on a stump, makes herself comfortable, and opens up her white notebook. It's been a while since she's had a good story idea, and she's determined to end the hiatus. Now, where to begin?
There's not much time to think about that, because the wind rudely interrupts to make the pencil fly out of Misty's hand. Quickly, she stands up and follows it, only to find that it landed right next to another person.
The challenge now is to get through this with as little conversation as possible. So this shy girl takes a deep breath, scurries over to the stranger, crouches down, and grabs the pencil, all while avoiding conversation. With a "Sorry! Dropped my pencil," she starts to step away.
