Post by Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe on Apr 11, 2014 21:38:03 GMT -6
Well, this is different. Zoe stood outside her girlfriend's dorm, staring at it, wondering what Devyn was planning. As ever, the text had been frustratingly vague. Just a note to come visit Devyn at her dorm, and that Zoe didn't have to dress up this time (at least Devyn was now up to telling Zoe whether or not she had to dress up; that was certainly something worth noting). For Zoe, this meant that she had to look cute, but didn't necessarily have to be absolutely adorable. She still wore a long-sleeved shirt, this time circling back to a black and white striped shirt. Actually, this would be the last "new" shirt that Zoe had for Devyn, seeing as her wardrobe was, for the most part, still back at her parents' house, assuming they hadn't gotten rid of it. Zoe had opted for a black scarf and the beret again, as well as a black skirt that fell just short of her tight clad legs. She brushed everything off and adjusted again, then took a deep breath.
Zoe raised her hand to knock, then hesitated. Not because she was nervous, but because she was wondering if there was really a point in knocking for Devyn. Zoe's girlfriend was perfectly fine just barging in on Zoe, so why shouldn't Zoe do it to her? She was expected after all. So she reached out one gloved hand (the black leather glove, this time), grabbed the door, and then....
stood there a while. She licked her lips, she shifted her feet, she even turned the knob, before eventually just lifting up her hand and rapping her knuckles against the door. She then put laced her fingers behind her back, feeling more than a little silly.
That was fairly normal around Devyn though, at least for Zoe.
Zoe raised her hand to knock, then hesitated. Not because she was nervous, but because she was wondering if there was really a point in knocking for Devyn. Zoe's girlfriend was perfectly fine just barging in on Zoe, so why shouldn't Zoe do it to her? She was expected after all. So she reached out one gloved hand (the black leather glove, this time), grabbed the door, and then....
stood there a while. She licked her lips, she shifted her feet, she even turned the knob, before eventually just lifting up her hand and rapping her knuckles against the door. She then put laced her fingers behind her back, feeling more than a little silly.
That was fairly normal around Devyn though, at least for Zoe.