Post by pierce on Jan 28, 2016 12:54:45 GMT -5
There was something about being invited out today that really turned a fairly sour day right-side up. Whether it was because of who extended the invitation remained to be seen... but as she readied herself to leave her dorm Lynn did not let herself get carried away on the chat, even as Chad made his unnecessary comment about the meeting. She wasn't going to call it a date. It wasn't a date. She would've known if it was. Chad the insufferable was going to have to bother some other unfortunate person today. There was no way she'd allow herself to tell him off - to make herself late, or worse. It wasn't worth it. Meeting Bastien was much more important than spitting fire at some irritating pretty boy! In fact, his comment just inspired her to want to leave ASAP, so she could get there early and possibly get a couple drawings in before 3:00 hit.
She shut down her computer and stepped away from the desk, getting a quick view of herself in Leanna's full-length mirror. So the comfy brown sweater and grey slacks she wore didn't do much to reveal her figure in a flattering way, but that's exactly how she intended it. Her hair sat neatly on her head, not a wild strand to see - which was sort of rare, but Lynn wasn't about to jump for joy over it. She wasn't out to impress Bastien, she just wanted to see what he was all about in a extremely platonic way. As it should be.
With her drawing pad and materials in her museum tote bag, she slipped the handles of it over her shoulder and walked out the dorm, securing the lock behind her. Lynn had been to the diner on several occasions with Leanna and liked the place well enough. There was always some character eating a sloppy burger or something equally interesting to draw, so she could feel at home there without much effort. Lynn arrived a good 45 minutes ahead of time, settling in to a booth in the furthest corner of the establishment. Sure it looked a little off, considering all of the tables available - but this was the best place to catch all the sights and remain subtle about who or what she was sketching. She was quite hungry, but she knew she could hold off for at least as long as it took for him to get there - Lynn was the sort of person who would never let her stomach dictate her schedule. She was always in control... as far as that was concerned, at least.
Instead of accepting a menu and making herself hungrier, she just told the waitress that she was waiting for someone and to bring the menus out at that time - but to get her a cup of hot water for tea. With that out of she way, she could unpack and get comfortable behind her sketch pad for a little while. She already knew what the subject would be for her first drawing - an elderly woman sat at the counter, sneaking little baked goods wrapped in cellophane in to her large carpetbag. It was like gold to Lynn. She began working on the base right away, hoping she wouldn't get caught until she started her finishing touches.
She shut down her computer and stepped away from the desk, getting a quick view of herself in Leanna's full-length mirror. So the comfy brown sweater and grey slacks she wore didn't do much to reveal her figure in a flattering way, but that's exactly how she intended it. Her hair sat neatly on her head, not a wild strand to see - which was sort of rare, but Lynn wasn't about to jump for joy over it. She wasn't out to impress Bastien, she just wanted to see what he was all about in a extremely platonic way. As it should be.
With her drawing pad and materials in her museum tote bag, she slipped the handles of it over her shoulder and walked out the dorm, securing the lock behind her. Lynn had been to the diner on several occasions with Leanna and liked the place well enough. There was always some character eating a sloppy burger or something equally interesting to draw, so she could feel at home there without much effort. Lynn arrived a good 45 minutes ahead of time, settling in to a booth in the furthest corner of the establishment. Sure it looked a little off, considering all of the tables available - but this was the best place to catch all the sights and remain subtle about who or what she was sketching. She was quite hungry, but she knew she could hold off for at least as long as it took for him to get there - Lynn was the sort of person who would never let her stomach dictate her schedule. She was always in control... as far as that was concerned, at least.
Instead of accepting a menu and making herself hungrier, she just told the waitress that she was waiting for someone and to bring the menus out at that time - but to get her a cup of hot water for tea. With that out of she way, she could unpack and get comfortable behind her sketch pad for a little while. She already knew what the subject would be for her first drawing - an elderly woman sat at the counter, sneaking little baked goods wrapped in cellophane in to her large carpetbag. It was like gold to Lynn. She began working on the base right away, hoping she wouldn't get caught until she started her finishing touches.
