All Roger wanted was to take care of Pippin. He was her boyfriend, after all, and that was his job. He’d known already that Pippin was feeling a little lost lately; it’d been obvious enough, though she hadn’t wanted to talk about it and of course he hadn’t pressed her. He’d hoped that a little time at home, away from the pressures of Uni and long hours of studying and papers, would get her settled again. But apparently he’d been wrong. She needed his help.
So he’d borrowed his father’s car and driven down to Lower Tadfield. It was a nice place, he supposed, quite and unassuming, but he couldn’t really imagine what an intelligent girl like Pippin could find here to occupy her time for a whole year. She’d be bored out of her mind within a month.
The place was a little difficult to find, but once he’d found it he knew without a doubt that it was the right place, and he began to revise his early judgment that Pippin would be bored. This looked like exactly the sort of building that would appeal to the imagination of a girl who took classes in stage combat. She could be so childish sometimes.
He came in the door in time to hear Pippin’s exclamation and see her smack the man in sunglasses smartly on the knee. He frowned at the gesture behind her back before saying cautiously;
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Date: 2006-11-10 01:43 pm (UTC)So he’d borrowed his father’s car and driven down to Lower Tadfield. It was a nice place, he supposed, quite and unassuming, but he couldn’t really imagine what an intelligent girl like Pippin could find here to occupy her time for a whole year. She’d be bored out of her mind within a month.
The place was a little difficult to find, but once he’d found it he knew without a doubt that it was the right place, and he began to revise his early judgment that Pippin would be bored. This looked like exactly the sort of building that would appeal to the imagination of a girl who took classes in stage combat. She could be so childish sometimes.
He came in the door in time to hear Pippin’s exclamation and see her smack the man in sunglasses smartly on the knee. He frowned at the gesture behind her back before saying cautiously;
“Pippin?”