More dialogue just to have written dialogue, some Boq, one torn gown. Poor Galinda, she's had a hard semester...
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When I finally came up to bed Elphaba was asleep; the book had fallen onto the floor and the pear core lay on her bedside table beside her. She was right, the Ama's had started some dancing, and some of the boys had come down to dance with us. It would have been lovely except Master Boq kept buzzing around me like some highly persistent gnat. I'd have stayed longer if he hadn't kept pestering me like that. Ama Clutch was still there now... she was enjoying herself and I didn't like to make her leave.
The fire was nearly out when I got in, and Elphaba's dark grey wool blanket was laying on top of my bright pink comforter... as usual. I bent down and stoked the fire, the black poker cold against my palm, and two neat green packages caught my eye. They were placed next to my large pile of green and gold packages; they were tied with gold treaded string and had Elphaba's jerky writing addressing one to me and one to Ama Clutch.
I heard a match strike behind me, "Your dress is torn." Elphaba said sleepily.
"Oh no! Where?" I said, turning and looking behind me.
"Right here," she said, walking over with one of my green and gold Lurlinemas candles in her holder.
"Damn Boq!" I stamped. "I knew he was going to tear it!" I threw my fan across the room and collapsed onto the edge of Elphaba's bed. She blinked at me, apparently unsure what to do.
"I think you need to go to bed," she said finally, "and I do too. I'm cold."
"Okay." I sniffed, pulling myself off her bed. "Unbutton my buttons, please?" I asked, looking up at her through my eyelids. She made a irritated noise in her throat and set the candle down.
"Stay still," she said as she began to undo the two tiny lines of white buttons, "honestly, why..." I felt her shaking her head, "there. Now go to bed." She clambered into her own. "Blow the candle out when you're done." The covers flew over her head and all that was visible were the edges of her black hair.
