A/N: This is just a short drabble-y thing. I've gotten into the drabble like things recently, wrote a whole bunch for a lot of my fandoms. They're not exactly drabbles because aren't drabbles only a 100 words? The ones I've written are all like 100-300 words. So enjoy these little tasters while I work on bigger story updates. Oh and this is Casey talking about well, I'm sure you can guess. When it's me there's really only one person it could be. She may be a little OOC, but I guess the beginning explains that out. I don't know. (Hehe, I think this is longer than the actual story!). Enjoy! R&R! Thanks! –Mac
Disclaimer: I don't own LWD.
Answer Unclear, Ask Again Later
She felt silly. Like a silly, little girl, crushing on the cute boy in her elementary school class. Of all the things she could resort to, this is what she came up with?
The next thing she would be doing is folding a paper into one of those odd fortune telling things kids liked. Blue, B-L-U-E, four, 1-2-3-4.
She wasn't that far gone yet, she thanked God. She shook the black ball vigorously, her question running steadily through her mind.
"Does he love me?"
And the plastic prophet read: answer unclear, ask again later.
Was it scientifically possible for her to get the same answer ten times in a row?