#avidscrawler

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@avidscrawler

IA pulled out her phone, the little key chains clinking at the side. It was freezing outside, and she was supposed to be working on a project with her 'partner.' (It was mostly she doing all the work and Oliver complaining.) 

Text// Hey.

Text// Please don't tell me you got lost.

[headphonesactress]

Adventure Time {@avidscrawler}

IA walked down the halls of the school, book in hand. Today, the fine literary selection was, once again, Sherlock Holmes. Oh, my, a fine reading selection today young miss! Why, I do approve of this literature. If only more children of my surrounding were as such to you... She always subconsciously does this--reanimate the dead and talk to them through her mind. Why, you must be thinking? Why not. Encircled in her mind of murmurs, and flipping page by page, poor, innocent, little IA didn't see any of it coming.

It, being, a particularly short, blond--and bandaged?--young man. That crashed right into her. My, what speed was their travel? Measured in kilometers or miles?

IA couldn't help but heartily giggle. For sakes, her encyclopedia-sized book planted itself right atop little Mr. Cinderella-with-a-bandaid's (I'm gonna call him that from now on...) little pale forehead! 

"I--I'm so sorry?" she barely forced out, choking on her pure laughter.

It's amazing what amuses this girl, no?

[headphonesactress]

IA flinched slightly. Her (nonexistant)cat senses were tingling--people!

Turning around, she was instantly greeted by 5 other students. 

"Hi there," she said to the individuals. And, dang it, nothing else to say. Think, IA, think...something interesting...something...something like--

"A lot of geese migrating this year, huh?"

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