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[ the week had dragged on longer than it should have for brianna, the constant pouring of rain making her more sleepy and tired than usual. most of the hours at home were spent curling up in some unknown part of the mansion to take a long nap, though at the moment she had others plans:

she is currently sitting next to a window with her arms wrapped around her legs, dazing while watching the rain. is not thinking about anything in particular, just simply observing the drops as they stick to the glass, almost as if she's entranced by the motion. does not move, does not speak; it's as if she's a statue. ]

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[ nods. ]

If... if I could. Um, without him finding out.

[ observes him quietly, lying back against the wall again soon after. nods once in acknowledgment of his admittance. ]

They sound like fun.

[ beams, delighted. ]

You think so too, huh?

Yes. [ pauses, looking at him with her eyebrows crinkled slightly. ] What are they about?

Hamlet is by Shakespeare, and Harry Potter is... um, it's about wizards and magic.

[ leans forward, shifting onto her knees so she could whisper as well, a hushed and interested tone in her voice. ]

Do... they have witches in Harry Potter as well?

Yeah!

[ almost looks a little hopeful for a second there, calming herself when she remembers that it's just a book, just a work of fiction. sits back on her legs and nods, eyes averting down towards the ground. ]

[ blinks & sits back as well, feeling the mood between them drop from happy to something not as so. lips thin into a line of confusion, brows scrunching in thought. ]

Um... do you think Hamlet might be better...?

[ shakes her head, though does not look up as she speaks. ]

No, it sounds... [ pauses, attempting to form the words she's not used to expressing. ] ... lovely.

[ nods, though he still looks a bit hesitant. ]

We could read it in the library... he'll know if we borrow it.

Perhaps.

[ slides her knees into her chest, wrapping her arms around them. eyes wander to the window again, not surprised that the rain is coming down harder than before. ]

[ rests his head against the window again as he thinks, suddenly feeling lighter & less exhausted as he works out various plans in his mind. ]

[ stays in place as her own head tips slightly to press against the window, her eyes closing slowly, as if she had suddenly fallen asleep. ]

[ glances at her & notices the state, body going very still. ]

... Anna?

[ does not open her eyes as she hums a soft "mm?" in reply, the sound coherent enough to tell that she is still quite aware of her surroundings. ]

[ hand had been extended to shake her awake if necessary, though it stops in mid-air when he hears her answer. sighs quietly & leans away, shaking a little. ]

... I'm... I'm going to go.

[ slips her eyes halfway open, shifting her gaze towards him. ]

Where?

[ slips off the windowsill, clutching the book. ]

The fireplace room. I'm cold.

[ seems to consider this before nodding once, sliding down as well to stand next to him, looking at him expectantly. ]

[ peers at her curiously. ]

You're coming too?

Of course. [ reaches to pick up the rest of the mess, carefully cradling the cup and mugs in her arms. ] You said to not leave you alone.

Oh. [ face breaks out into a smile as he nods. ] ... that's right.

[ looks at the mugs & holds out a hand for one. ] Here.

[ blinks down at his hand and stares at it, allowing him to access one as she carefully shifts one towards him. moves the other two into her hands, looking at them before circling her gaze back to him. ]

Thank you, Albert.

You're welcome.

[ looks pleased with himself as he slowly turns away to lead them toward the kitchen. ]