Dovesso AU's

Books and Paint Stains

Description: Lady Lesso is a Philosophy student and Professor Dovey is an Art student.

Dovey's clothing:

Lesso's clothing:

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Running on nothing but a cup of milky coffee from the dining hall, Leonora makes her way to her lesson. "Oi, Lesso!" someone calls. Leonora looks around. Her eyes lock on a few classmates. "Hope you got a decent sleep last night. You're gonna need it to get through todays lesson by the sounds of things." they tell. She doesn't know the others by name, so she flicks them an awkward smile with a small nod.

Leonora, in fact, had gotten no more than three hours of crappy shuteye; the same as every night for the past two weeks. Navigating around people who have carelessly stopped in the hallway, she quickly dips into the library.

She collides with someone walking in the opposite direction. "Sorry." she mutters as her books fall to the ground. Both Leonora and the other students crouch to retrieve the fallen books. "Sorry, darl." the other person says. They hand Leonora two books. Leonora takes the books and looks up at them. Their eyes meet as they stand. "No, it's okay. I wasn't watching where I was going." Leonora explains, a slight blush tinting her cheeks. The student, a girl, smiles. "You were looking no more than I was. If you're at fault, so am I."

The girl looks to the books in Leonora's hands. "Philosophy. Is it true you all have crap sleep schedules?" she asks, bubbly. Leonora hesitates. "I- well, we don't all have bad sleep schedules." she replies. The girl nods, smiling. "What's your name, Miss Philosopher?" she asks. A small smile appears on Leonora's face. "Leonora Lesso." she replies. "Nice to meet you, Leonora Lesso." The girl extends a hand. "I'm Clarissa Dovey."

Leonora returns a few textbooks, Clarissa at her side. The pair return to the crowded hallway. "What do you study?" Leonora questions, shyly. "Art. More so photography, but with that comes stuff like painting and sketching." Clarissa replies. Leonora nods. Clarissa continues to chat about things such as upcoming projects, current class focuses, and more.

Leonora glances at her watch with a yawn. "Tired?" Clarissa asks with a chuckle. Leonora blushes but doesn't respond. "Is philosophy fun?" Clarissa questions. Leonora shrugs. "It's not boring, but it's not fun. It's more captivating than anything." she explains. Clarissa watches her. "Who's your favourite philospher?" she enquires. "I wouldn't go as far as saying I have a favourite, but my favourite philosopher to research is John Locke." she tells. "Hm, cool. I'll have to find some free time to look into him." Clarissa says. Leonora smiles.

The pair walk in silence for a while. "This is my class." Leonora speaks, catching Clarissa's attention. "Alright. Hey, it was lovely to meet you. I'll see you around." Clarissa replies. Leonora nods. "Yeah, okay. Bye."

Clarissa waves before walking off. Leonora watches her as the distance between them increases. Once again, she smiles, then heads into the classroom.

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A.N: I hate weekends without school work. What the fuck am I actually meant to do?