Post by Meleigha Hiers on Jun 7, 2009 19:16:39 GMT
Meleigha was sitting in her usual spot, leaned up against one of the many willow trees that's branches hovered over the lake in which her feet were resting. It was a cool day, probably in the lower seventies, but still very nice. She had a book resting against her knees, eyes following the printed lines and finger flipping through the pages of The Perks Of Being A Wallflower. Meleigha hummed gently to herself, enjoying her nice spot in the shade.
After awhile, Meleigha's eyes started to close. Could you blame her for being the least bit sleepy? It was a beautiful day out, and Leigh was just sitting there and relaxing in the shade. She set her book to the side, slipping it into her larger bag, before stretching out to use the bag as a pillow.
After awhile, Meleigha's eyes started to close. Could you blame her for being the least bit sleepy? It was a beautiful day out, and Leigh was just sitting there and relaxing in the shade. She set her book to the side, slipping it into her larger bag, before stretching out to use the bag as a pillow.
[ooc: i'm the worst at starting threads.]
