Boredom (open)

[weaslebee2]

Emily sat at a table in the very back of the library. It was the place that was the creepiest, and the dustiest, so not many ever went there. Emily always did, she would be able to complete her homework in peace, then browse through random spell books to try and find charms and things nobody else knew. Right now, she was slaving away over an essay for potions ("Describe, In Detail, How to Make Your Favorite Potion"). Although it was a bit more creative and allowed room for voice, work was work. Emily sighed, then checked her watch. She had to be down at Honeydukes in two hours for her shift. She didn't bother to look up from her homework when she heard footsteps, probably some random bored person looking for an interesting spell.

[neigh]

It was Fiona. She slowly walked into the library and sat down a few tablas away from Emily and opened a history of magic book. It seamed all her life was just work work work. She was stating to get sick of it.

[weaslebee2]

Emily tickled the end of her chin with her black raven-feather quill as she pondered what to write next. She could care less about Fiona being there, sure Emily was nice, but she wasn't the "social butterfly" kind of person. She just wanted to finish her homework in peace.

[neigh]

Fiona wasn't vary social ether. She continued to read the chapter in her book. She found it hard to pay attention and keep her eyes open. All she ever really did was study. She was a little stressed out and tired.

[weaslebee2]

Emily couldn't stand just sitting there in the same general area with another person. It filled her head with a blank sort of buzzing noise that made it nearly impossible to concentrate on anything for more than two seconds. Emily groaned, then packed her stuff away andd got up to leave.