Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8723280-20140419193959/@comment-11588669-20140420001510

He nodded, and a small smile crossed over his features. After writing a quick thank you, he began writing again. Trying to ignore his body's response to the female form leaning against him. Despite his annoyance at being a teenage male, it was nice. She was warm, though his shirt was stained with tears. Beleying that, it was a moment that was peaceful.

He resumed writing, finishing the essay out with a few addendums and proofs. Once that was done, he set his pencil down, and began reading over it. His face ranged from accepting, to annoyance, to disapproval at times as he read through the work. The pencil was back in his grasp, and he began rewriting it, correcting anything that didn't fit. His motions were almost elegant, the utensil moving back and forth with the air of one who has practiced the art many times.