Cat-astrophe|| Wendla & Ilse
Tagging: Wendla Bergmann and Ilse Neumann nightstoanotherball
Location: Wendla's house
Timeframe: Tuesday afternoon
Notes: Ilse comes over to meet Buttons, but shit goes down.
Despite what her friends seemed to believe, Wendla wasn't oblivious. She knew that they were trying to keep her away from Melchior, though she wasn't sure why. Of course, she could ask them... Ilse was in the other room currently, meeting Buttons as the girls had agreed upon. Wendla had run up to her bedroom in search of a book she had borrowed from the other girl and had just remembered she needed to return. If she could just gather up her courage, Wendla could ask Ilse why they were so deadset on keeping her away from the boy...Or, she could just make her own decisions for once and continue to speak with him. After all, who were they to tell her who she was and was not allowed to talk to?
From the corner of her eye, the glow from her computer screen grabbed her attention. She walked over and sat down in front of it, scrolling through her Twitter feed. She'd intended to check it out earlier, but her mama had come into her room to speak to her and Wendla had no desire to try to read her friends' thoughts with the woman hovering over her shoulder.
Wendla ran her fingers through her hair thoughtfully as she scrolled back to the top of the feed a few minutes later. Smiling a bit, she noted that Melchior had tweeted something not long ago. If she was lucky, he would still be online and browsing his account.
Determined now, she clicked on the tab for sending messages and entered his name, beginning to type something short to tell him that she would enjoy hanging out with him sometime soon.