[Lily wasn't entirely sure what had motivated her to get out of bed so early and head down to the gardens, but she knew that it was worth it. With a coat wrapped firmly around her shivering figure, she sat on a chair and pulled her beanie down just a little further in the hopes that soon Laur would arrive. Since their fight the two had hardly spoken, and frankly Lily wasn't entirely sure what had spurred it onwards. But what she did know was that things needed to be fixed.]
[With a coffee sitting beside her, she took a swig of her own in an attempt to warm herself up. In spite of the cold, she lifted her coat just slightly and pulled her shirt up, tentatively touching the bruising on her side from falling in dance practice the night prior - it was turning a shade of purple, and she found herself gently moving her fingers across in the hopes it wouldn't be particularly painful. Moreover, the cold fingers were somewhat soothing against the purpleness of it all.]