Hobby
Eleniel: 16
"I'm bored."
Erestor rose his head to look at Eleniel. She had wandered into his study only twenty minutes ago, threw herself onto the couch by the wall, and hadn't said anything until this moment.
"Do something."
"Like what?"
"I do not know, Eleniel," Erestor said with a sigh before returning to signing the documents in front of him.
Eleniel groaned and turned herself over so that the upper half of her body was hanging off the end of the couch.
"That is a very un-elf like position to be in," Elladan laughed as he walked into the room.
Eleniel rolled her eyes. "I'm trying to think."
"About?" He dumped the handful of signed documents in his arm on the advisor's desk.
"What to do."
"Bored again, eh?"
"Mhm."
"You need a hobby," Erestor told her from his chair.
"I have loads of hobbies," Eleniel protested. "Archery, painting, riding, music…"
"How about something you are good at?" Elladan asked teasingly as he sat himself down on the couch next to his sister and looked at her frowning face.
"Hey!" the elleth said, reaching up and punching her brother on his thigh.
"I was joking."
Eleniel crossed her arms over her chest and sighed, trying to think properly.
What to do, what to do, what to do…
Nope.
She had no idea.