August 25 / Nine In The Afternoon / PG / Open

[caitlyn]

(yay for PATD titles, hurr.)

Character(s): Hikaru & Prim & anyone who wants to join! n_n
Time: 9 AM
Location: the caf

Hikaru hadn't been into things lately. He was tired and drained, and he felt that the entire week -heck, the entire month- was a blur, and he was barely a speck in it. As Hikaru waited for his cup of tea -earl gray- from the magic tea maker, he adjusted his fedora in the reflection of his Blackberry.

Yawning as Hikaru clutched the cup of warm tea, he sat down on the seat by the window, and he could feel the not-so-warm morning light fall on his face. Maybe it was time Hikaru pulled some sort of prank, just to get his name on this big school, just to feel alive. He took a sip of his tea and fished a small green pencil case and a bound notebook out from his messenger bag, and started to think. Or try to, at least.

(sorry for the crappish opening ;n;)

[leanna]

The mornings were probably the only time Prim was brain dead; until after she had eaten, at least. Thoughts normally racing through her mind uncontrollably were somehow blocked out by her stomach until if was filled with food.This morning was no exception. She probably didn't realize how zombified she looked as she walked into the school cafeteria. A stranger could easily mistake her to be sleep walking except for the fact that she was dressed in her school uniform correctly. Somehow her brain functioned enough to dress her properly.

She half drug her feet over to the pre-poured bowls of dry cereal. She stood there observing her options and grabbed a bowl that had colorful, fruity flavored circles. Most likely because the colors stood out the most. She took the bowl over to the juice and milk station and filled a glass up with skim milk. Actually, it probably didn't make a difference if what kind of milk it was. She would put it in her cereal as long as it was white. On her way to the tables she picked up a spoon.

Not really aware of the other students eating in the caf, she found her way to an available seat. Once seated, she stared at her cereal as if it was about to say something and without blinking, poured her milk into it. Sluggishly, she started putting bites into her mouth and swallowed. Once her stomach recognized it was being taken care of the rest of her body seemed to come to life. She felt the warmth from he sun rays coming through the window she was sitting at, the fruity taste of the cereal filled her mouth. She closed her eyes and smiled, feeling relaxed. Her eyes opened again and she was sitting at a table across from a boy she didn't know. "Hi there, I'm Prim!" she reached her hand across the table to shake his.