@strengthfound asked: there is no distraction that can make me disappear. ( robin @ nell )
𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮, 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩. She would be at the library, but she told Luke she’d cover for him as long as he came home at some point tonight. English isn’t usually a hard subject for her, but focusing in the fall seems to be her downfall. She finished the required reading last night -- and now she needs to write like her life ( or grade ) depends on it.
“ Robbie! ” Nell’s blanket is thrown over her lap, legs curled up and crossing beneath it so that there’s a comfortable space for her laptop. The warmth from the computer allows her to focus more, especially when she’s so cold all the time. “ Unless you want to write this essay for me, I need you to disappear! ”
