Shenanigans: Two Dim Bisexuals and Their Gorgeous Wingman
Mar 8, 2015 19:13:09 GMT
Post by Ember Stonefyre on Mar 8, 2015 19:13:09 GMT
The Gryffindor buried her face in her knees, bringing her feet upwards and hugging her legs close as she sat on the toilet. She did not cry, but rather, breathed, her eyes prickling quite unpleasantly with their need to drop the tears hiding just within them. She could smell the snowy cold of her jeans, a result from being outside in the winter, and the odd almost wet-dog like scent of her scarf. Merlin that needed a good wash. The banging of the door alerted Ember to the presence of another being in the room and she held her breath, waiting for them to open one of the other doors, do their business, and leave, but they didn’t. Instead, there was a slight scrabbling across the floor and Ember lifted her head a bit, chin on her knees. Someone was saying something… was that her name?
Ember let her feet fall to the floor just as someone came outside the door of her stall. She tilted her head to peer beneath the door, but the person had already risen to their feet… which she recognized instantly. There was absolutely no doubt in her mind who those boots belonged to. She had seen them on a regular basis for the past couple of years every winter. She frowned, torn between opening the door, to let Eveleen see her face even though she was pretty sure she was gonna cry this time, and telling her to go away, back to Sophia who was probably waiting for them. Rising from the toilet, Ember reached for the latch… but then her eyeballs betrayed her. Five years of managing to keep herself under control, and she lost it in the Three Broomsticks’s bathroom of all places.
“Fuck!“ Foot flying, Ember kicked the side wall of the stall hard, completely angry with herself for letting it happen. She did not like being like this. Not one bit… it hurt and hurting felt bad and feeling bad made her cry like some kind of little kid or overly-emotional person who couldn’t control themselves. She rubbed at her eyes with her sleeves, hoping to stem the flow, but it was no use. There was too much bottled up in her soul and once it started, it was never easy to get it to stop. She grabbed hold of her key, digging her pinky between the teeth of it as she leaned back against the door, sliding down it, giving up. She thrust her free arm out behind her, beneath the door of the stall, hand held out, searching for her best mate. ”Eveleen, I’m sorry. I realize how ridiculous this must seem.”
Ember let her feet fall to the floor just as someone came outside the door of her stall. She tilted her head to peer beneath the door, but the person had already risen to their feet… which she recognized instantly. There was absolutely no doubt in her mind who those boots belonged to. She had seen them on a regular basis for the past couple of years every winter. She frowned, torn between opening the door, to let Eveleen see her face even though she was pretty sure she was gonna cry this time, and telling her to go away, back to Sophia who was probably waiting for them. Rising from the toilet, Ember reached for the latch… but then her eyeballs betrayed her. Five years of managing to keep herself under control, and she lost it in the Three Broomsticks’s bathroom of all places.
“Fuck!“ Foot flying, Ember kicked the side wall of the stall hard, completely angry with herself for letting it happen. She did not like being like this. Not one bit… it hurt and hurting felt bad and feeling bad made her cry like some kind of little kid or overly-emotional person who couldn’t control themselves. She rubbed at her eyes with her sleeves, hoping to stem the flow, but it was no use. There was too much bottled up in her soul and once it started, it was never easy to get it to stop. She grabbed hold of her key, digging her pinky between the teeth of it as she leaned back against the door, sliding down it, giving up. She thrust her free arm out behind her, beneath the door of the stall, hand held out, searching for her best mate. ”Eveleen, I’m sorry. I realize how ridiculous this must seem.”