[ Q's already lost in his project. A good solid hour in, actually. It's easier to ignore the daydream when he's focused on work of his own. Yes, daydream. Because he's an absolute sap. Maybe when they're a bit older, a bit more free, they can meet up more regularly. It's near impossible right now. He has to be practical. He doesn't even hear the door.
His sister, however, does. She was downstairs making a snack for her and Mrs. Bell. Nothing but a few steps to the door. She put on the standard polite smile (that she might have meant - the strange, sociable creature) only for it to fade as soon as their guest came into focus. ]
George?
[ Of course she's heard all about him. Q wasn't much in the friends department and never worried about how "girly" or "sappy" he sounded with Lydia. One of them had to be that way at least. ]
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His sister, however, does. She was downstairs making a snack for her and Mrs. Bell. Nothing but a few steps to the door. She put on the standard polite smile (that she might have meant - the strange, sociable creature) only for it to fade as soon as their guest came into focus. ]
George?
[ Of course she's heard all about him. Q wasn't much in the friends department and never worried about how "girly" or "sappy" he sounded with Lydia. One of them had to be that way at least. ]