;`✦ overdue • • hugo&cora❜
she hasn't even thought of hugo fontaine de vil—in all honesty, cordelia has been busy; trying to adjust to her new surroundings, schedule, roommate—he, who wasn't within line of vision slips from her mind quite frequently. but,when she does remember, she wonders whether he's heard about her arrival at elias, or whether maybe she should have approached him her first day here. there are a number of things which circle throughout her thoughts at times like these, but one thing she can't deny is the small sad feeling that lingers within her.
it's been a while since she's seen him.
bringing her magical talking block—or rather, the thing in which aradia had informed her was called a cell phone, closer;it's in that brief moment, she questions if she should use the number she'd managed to snatch from some upperclassmen claiming it had belonged to him. should she wait for him to come to her? or, what if he didn't feel like talking to her?
cordelia leans heavily against one bookshelves in the library, thankful for, but not really thinking about, how sturdy it is. fighting a merciless onslaught of nerves as she searches for the pre-saved name she's placed him under. the female takes a deep breath, in a feeble attempt to calm herself.
[ ✉ dimples?] ; hughie is this you?