It was obvious that whoever this person was, they could easily see into my head without my knowledge. xxx 18 I sighed; she was not making this easy in the least. My thoughts (and my progress of wearing a ring into the floor) was interrupted by the sound of Mrs. Sienna also shared a nervous habit of mine: Fidgeting restlessly. I could tell that it was slowly turning into a Migraine. That last question rung in my head until for a while until sleep came and took me into sweet oblivion. That obviously means that she had know idea about the photo actually taken, and that left me with only one other option… The black haired girl waited stoically until most of the giggles had subsided before asking her question.
