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"Hey ma! I'm home!" She leant through the door frame, wrestling off her roller blades, she wobbled out on the patio, grunting as she heaved them off, one after the other. A moment later, a bustle came from the kitchen and her mother poked her head around the door with a smile. "Hey, sweetie. Nice ride?" In many ways, Leo and her mother were very much alike. Both with intense green eyes, the thick raven hair and paling complexion.
She returned the smile, tottering inside, bare foot, the roller blades suspended from one hand. "Yeah.Yeah it was fine.Indifferent." She smiled brightly, before moving toward the couch, collapsing atop it, stretching out her socked feet, she reached lazily for the remote with a stretch, fingertips inches from it, she groaned gently, before her mother's voice piped up. "Where's your coffee? You usually come home with one.You forget your wallet?" Leo blinked and shook her head, arching her hips off the couch, she pulled the wallet from her pocket, waving it at her mother, absent mindedly. She gave her daughter a puzzled look, before moving back to do the dishes. "You just not bother huh?"
"No.I spilt it before I ran into some guy before I got the chance to enjoy it." She arched her back clean off the couch, tilting her head back to look at her mother, who dipped her brow in confusion, looking back at her. "You did? On him? Was he okay?" Leodora looked shocked, her eyes wide, she exclaimed. The remote control edging closer to her fingertips by it's lonesome, gone unnoticed by both.
"Mom! What about me? He was fine. Looked at me weird but he was fine." She shook her head, blinking as her fingertips touched the remote. It hadn't been that close before had it? With a shrug, and the flick of a wrist, the television turned on. Her mother rolled her eyes, stacking dishes by the sink. Of course. 'What about Leo?'
Channel surfing would be how Leo spent the remainder of her afternoon, until early evening, when she'd vanish for three hours to the gym to practise, her mother refusing to let her attend a proper gymnastics school, she was stuck on the school team and practising alone in the evenings to get her form right. She -would- go to the Olympics.
"Hey ma! I'm home!" She leant through the door frame, wrestling off her roller blades, she wobbled out on the patio, grunting as she heaved them off, one after the other. A moment later, a bustle came from the kitchen and her mother poked her head around the door with a smile. "Hey, sweetie. Nice ride?" In many ways, Leo and her mother were very much alike. Both with intense green eyes, the thick raven hair and paling complexion.
She returned the smile, tottering inside, bare foot, the roller blades suspended from one hand. "Yeah.Yeah it was fine.Indifferent." She smiled brightly, before moving toward the couch, collapsing atop it, stretching out her socked feet, she reached lazily for the remote with a stretch, fingertips inches from it, she groaned gently, before her mother's voice piped up. "Where's your coffee? You usually come home with one.You forget your wallet?" Leo blinked and shook her head, arching her hips off the couch, she pulled the wallet from her pocket, waving it at her mother, absent mindedly. She gave her daughter a puzzled look, before moving back to do the dishes. "You just not bother huh?"
"No.I spilt it before I ran into some guy before I got the chance to enjoy it." She arched her back clean off the couch, tilting her head back to look at her mother, who dipped her brow in confusion, looking back at her. "You did? On him? Was he okay?" Leodora looked shocked, her eyes wide, she exclaimed. The remote control edging closer to her fingertips by it's lonesome, gone unnoticed by both.
"Mom! What about me? He was fine. Looked at me weird but he was fine." She shook her head, blinking as her fingertips touched the remote. It hadn't been that close before had it? With a shrug, and the flick of a wrist, the television turned on. Her mother rolled her eyes, stacking dishes by the sink. Of course. 'What about Leo?'
Channel surfing would be how Leo spent the remainder of her afternoon, until early evening, when she'd vanish for three hours to the gym to practise, her mother refusing to let her attend a proper gymnastics school, she was stuck on the school team and practising alone in the evenings to get her form right. She -would- go to the Olympics.