Dillon | 18 | Location: Outside | Mood: Neutral, surprised, sheepish | Tagged: Lucy
Dillon continued walking, still not really paying much attention as to where he was going. He was more focused on his music and making sure Shadow was still trailing behind him, honestly, than the people around him. Actually, he had wandered off a bit, to a place where he had thought that maybe not many people were going over to, since he saw not a soul wandering around. He turned the volume on his iPod up a notch and closed his eyes as he walked, sliding his free hand into the pocket of the black skinny jeans he wore, whilst the other clutched on to the red and black leash connected to his dog's collar. Suddenly, he felt something catch his foot, and the next thing he knew, he was smacking the ground with a light thud, accompanied by the sound of leaves crackling underneath him as his earbuds popped right out of his ears. His eyes flew open, and he groaned as he pushed himself away from the ground with his hands. He started dusting some dirt and stray blades of grass off of his shirt and jeans as his bright, cobalt blue eyes flicked behind him to see what he had tripped on. Much to his surprise, it was a girl, who had a bunny on her lap. He had apparently tripped over her ankles, it sounded like. He blinked, freezing up for a moment as he just stared at her. Great...good going, you moron, he thought to himself in a scolding manner. He sighed, shaking his head a bit at himself. "Uh...I'm so sorry...I didn't see you there. Are you alright?" he said, his tone somewhat flat, yet apologetic at the same time. He really did hope he hadn't hurt her, or the rabbit - which Shadow was now curiously sniffing, though the pup would never harm it. He felt sheepish, and wondered if he would have been able to hear her - if she had spoken or something - had he not had his music turned up so loud.
Shy | 18 | Location: Girl's Cabin 1, then the Courtyard | Mood: Shy, nervous | Tagged: Mitch
Shy looked over at the other girl who had apparently been in the room as she left, and suddenly felt rather awkward. She had not noticed this girl, before, and wondered how long she had been there. She sighed softly, and continued to stroke the little pup's fur and just enjoying the fact that she had been alone. However, after a while, she had become quite bored being inside. She was now feeling a bit...conflicted, to say the very least. On one hand, it was nice...being alone with no one but her dog and not having to worry about socializing. On the other? Well, she just generally preferred to be outside, getting fresh air and exercising, or something. But there were people out there, and it was likely that she'd have to talk to someone eventually - well, this was inevitable, regardless, but did she really want to? No, not really...but being inside for too long just bored her too much. She sighed, and with a bit of reluctance, she picked the Yorkie pup up and headed outside. She peeked around, trying to avoid anyone and everyone she possibly could. All of a sudden, a squeaky little bark slipped past Penny's mouth, and she somehow managed to squirm out of the girl's grasp. Off she went like a tiny bolt of furry, black and tan lightning. Shy went into a panic internally as she saw the pup zip in the direction of the courtyard. "Penny! No! Come back!" she called out as she ran after the little pup, which was quite a fast pup. She noticed Penny run up to a boy with dark brown and white hair, and frowned a bit as she sped up a bit. The dog wouldn't hurt them, but she was hoping to get to her before she got to him, avoiding having to interact with him. Knowing the pup, she'd go right up to him, little tail wagging and all.