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anachronismo2012-02-04 08:47 pm
secondchances) wrote in anachronismo2012-02-04 08:47 pm
how are we formatting this stuff /flips tomatoes
Sweep the halls, Sister Dorotea said. Help with the washing, Sister Dorotea said. How can you still manage to ruin a stew after all this time, Sister Dorotea said, and rattled off a list of things to pick up from the market before shooing Stephanie out of the kitchen before she wasted any more vegetables.
Just as planned. Or, at least, that's what Stephanie decided as she trudged down the streets. Any excuse to be out and about with the rest of the world was good enough for her. Living as a Sister wasn't the worst life, but Stephanie sure did miss...
Well, she missed everything. It was just one of those days.
Still, at least she was out in the relatively fresh air instead of drumming her fingers on some dusty pews and hoping for something exciting to happen.
"Should have just chopped off my hair and pretended to be an errand boy. Hindsight..." She mumbled to herself, rounding a corner.
Just as planned. Or, at least, that's what Stephanie decided as she trudged down the streets. Any excuse to be out and about with the rest of the world was good enough for her. Living as a Sister wasn't the worst life, but Stephanie sure did miss...
Well, she missed everything. It was just one of those days.
Still, at least she was out in the relatively fresh air instead of drumming her fingers on some dusty pews and hoping for something exciting to happen.
"Should have just chopped off my hair and pretended to be an errand boy. Hindsight..." She mumbled to herself, rounding a corner.