[Justine sheepishly takes her books back and holds them tightly to her chest. Taking a deep breath she gets to her feet. Her eyes finding their place back on the pavement.]
Yeah, I'm sure. Just a little sickly. I'm used to it, always happens. It's okay. You won't get it.
[I'm trying my best not to infect anyone, she thinks.
She falls silent for a little while. She wants to laugh at that, she feels she should. But laughter and joy are things that do not come easy to her. She had her studies, they comforted her. But all she has is her books.
Instead, she manages a small smile.]
.. They.. always said I was with the right people at my school. Huh. That should be ironic or something, yeah?
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[Justine sheepishly takes her books back and holds them tightly to her chest. Taking a deep breath she gets to her feet. Her eyes finding their place back on the pavement.]
Yeah, I'm sure. Just a little sickly. I'm used to it, always happens. It's okay. You won't get it.
[I'm trying my best not to infect anyone, she thinks.
She falls silent for a little while. She wants to laugh at that, she feels she should. But laughter and joy are things that do not come easy to her. She had her studies, they comforted her. But all she has is her books.
Instead, she manages a small smile.]
.. They.. always said I was with the right people at my school. Huh. That should be ironic or something, yeah?