(Seb/Nina) Melody Of The Violinist.
Jan 5, 2013 18:11:50 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2013 18:11:50 GMT -5
“What happened to you?” Savannah Patel asked. Nina tilted her head, sitting across from Savannah. What did she mean? Nothing had happened to her. She felt Sébastien’s head, making sure that it will still attached just in case. Maybe it was a human phrase. So she raised an eyebrow and stared at her. “Your personality has gone a bit… well… feminine! It’s like you’ve become a completely different person!” she finished.
Oh. Yeah, well. There was that. Nina shrugged and looked away, watching as the woman began to bring out plates of their sandwiches. “No, I’m the same person as I was! Can’t you tell! Look at me, I’m Sébastien Reid, the world famous violinist and everyone loves me,” Nina said blithely, trying to act like Seb again. She squirmed, poking a sandwich and nibbling on it. She recoiled at the taste. That’s right. Sébastien hated tomatoes. She ate it anyway.
I can’t believe you spent two hundred quid on tomatoes, Sébastien grouched. Let me back!
Nina’s hands began to shake as the boy fought desperately for his body back. “Ouch! I have a headache! I’ll be right back, I think I just have to use the toilet,” she said, stumbling towards the bathrooms. She paused, glancing towards the one that said ‘women’. She pushed open the men’s and went into the stall, dodging the urinals.
His body trembled violently and he gasped painfully. If you had just let me have my fun, it wouldn’t have hurt, she murmured. He shut his eyes and went from the stall, splashing water on his face shakily.
He sat back down in front of Savannah. The waitress already brought the rest of their items out. His mother was going to kill him. He’d just spent two hundred quid… on sandwiches… for a girl who had no idea even was. “Do you want to take all this food home?” he asked.
Oh. Yeah, well. There was that. Nina shrugged and looked away, watching as the woman began to bring out plates of their sandwiches. “No, I’m the same person as I was! Can’t you tell! Look at me, I’m Sébastien Reid, the world famous violinist and everyone loves me,” Nina said blithely, trying to act like Seb again. She squirmed, poking a sandwich and nibbling on it. She recoiled at the taste. That’s right. Sébastien hated tomatoes. She ate it anyway.
I can’t believe you spent two hundred quid on tomatoes, Sébastien grouched. Let me back!
Nina’s hands began to shake as the boy fought desperately for his body back. “Ouch! I have a headache! I’ll be right back, I think I just have to use the toilet,” she said, stumbling towards the bathrooms. She paused, glancing towards the one that said ‘women’. She pushed open the men’s and went into the stall, dodging the urinals.
His body trembled violently and he gasped painfully. If you had just let me have my fun, it wouldn’t have hurt, she murmured. He shut his eyes and went from the stall, splashing water on his face shakily.
He sat back down in front of Savannah. The waitress already brought the rest of their items out. His mother was going to kill him. He’d just spent two hundred quid… on sandwiches… for a girl who had no idea even was. “Do you want to take all this food home?” he asked.