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Who: Helen and Seamus
What: She's gonna make you more social, kid.
When: About a week after the start of the spring semester, on a Saturday morning
Where: Outside room C2-2, Seamus' room. For now, at least.
She was pretty convinced that Seamus had just never left his room, at one point. She never saw him at parties, or staying for extracurriculars, or doing much of anything social, for that matter.
Helen aimed to fix that.
She figured, with the right push, Seamus would be more involved with the school's social atmosphere, and feel better about being a student at Dice North.
If it took a not-date to get the kid to be more social, so be it.
Helen was outside the dorm room, donned in a cute sundress and wearing her hair down. She brought with her a full carrot cake, which she had slaved over last night, in hopes it would coax Seamus out of his room.
She stood up straight, and gave the door a brisk knock.
What: She's gonna make you more social, kid.
When: About a week after the start of the spring semester, on a Saturday morning
Where: Outside room C2-2, Seamus' room. For now, at least.
She was pretty convinced that Seamus had just never left his room, at one point. She never saw him at parties, or staying for extracurriculars, or doing much of anything social, for that matter.
Helen aimed to fix that.
She figured, with the right push, Seamus would be more involved with the school's social atmosphere, and feel better about being a student at Dice North.
If it took a not-date to get the kid to be more social, so be it.
Helen was outside the dorm room, donned in a cute sundress and wearing her hair down. She brought with her a full carrot cake, which she had slaved over last night, in hopes it would coax Seamus out of his room.
She stood up straight, and gave the door a brisk knock.
no subject
No matter! There was still time to grow, after all.
"So what kind of stuff do you do outside of school, Seamus?" She asked, eagerly glancing over to him.
no subject
"Not too much really. You know, just the usual stuff," he responded, a shrug accompanying the all too vague answer.
It wasn't exactly a lie, but what was he supposed to say? That he spent most of his time practicing pickpocketing, using his five finger discount, or figuring out the best way to scam his new classmates?
Yeah. That would go over perfectly.