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#character: abercorn / thomasin
mournfulminds ยท 4 months
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๐–๐‡๐Ž: Nari / ใ€Œ @cigvrettedvet ใ€
๐–๐‡๐„๐: Spring / 2024
๐–๐‡๐„๐‘๐„: Harnew School
By the time the last bell had rung denoting the end of the period, Thomasin watched as the tired faces staring at her for the past fifty minutes shuffled out, leaving a slew of papers from the latest pop quiz in their wake. Her only saving grace was her favourite student (despite some teachers never admitting to such a thing) who stayed behind to help her collect the quizzes from the desks and pile them in a neat stack at the front, "Thank you, you didn't have to. Will I see your parents tonight?" Thomasin inquired, watching as a sense of disquiet released from the young girl before she replied that her older sister might be coming. All she could do was offer her a light smile before nodding and sending the student on her way so she could get home before dark. The hazy sort of purple that dusted the sky set the evening in motion since the season still brought an early sunset; the blonde regarding it from under the bleachers in a cloud of smoke as she took the last drag of a cigarette she had confiscated off a senior ages ago.
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When 6:45 rolled around, the sun had already set in its ways and taken any trace of serotonin with it as Thomasin tried everything in her power to bring back her sanity โ”€ warm lighting, soft jazz, and now a cup of tea to hopefully wake her up a bit in time for her next meeting. She was falling asleep (when did she get so old?), on a lent copy of Annals of the Former World when the faint sound of a footpath in the hall made her straighten in her chair. Thomasin made for a flash of her watch before standing up to smooth the wrinkles from her slacks as she made a beeline for the door. "Oh, Ms... Geum?" She presumed, almost coming in contact with the other, her eyes falling onto the younger woman and her lips falling slightly open as she felt something akin to familiarity coiling in her stomach. But she was sure she had never seen this woman before, she definitely would have remembered someone who looked as if they stepped out of a modelling pictorial. A swift flush forded across the canvas of her face as she realised she had been staring, before holding out her hand in order to do anything but just stand there like an idiot, "Ms. Abercorn, nice to meet you. Please, come in, and have a seat, I'm glad you could come in today. This should be pretty painless as your younger sister is just a marvel to have in class, as reflected by her grades. I feel she's very passionate about the sciences, but of course, you know this. She's lucky to have a sister like you... because obviously you uh, care about her a lot. To come here, I mean, and be here." She had to restrain herself from blabbing further on too much as her gaze finally dared to meet the others again.
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