"No Iris’s mind was lost… in the worst way.
Sitting in that suffocating silence of a library as she endlessly tapped her fingers on the book she should have been losing herself to.
A day ago she would have been. With the end of the year creeping Theodore had already begun spending his free time studying. So, naturally, their routine was this. Sitting across from each other at this table hidden away in the shelves, Theodore writing away at his notes and Iris reading her book and drawing away. The window behind Theodore the only distraction from their routine she ever really found.
A day ago she had thought nothing of anything. Just mindlessly going about what was natural for them…
Oh how she wished she could have been as ignorant as she was then.
Because instead she was now lost to her head, tapping away with a mind flooding with thoughts.
And it was driving Theodore insane. Well, no, that and the staring was driving him insane. So taking in a deep breath he finally reached his limit and looked up to meet the eyes that had been burning into him for an hour.
And whatever irritation had come over him halted as he actually met her eyes. For the first time that day really seeing the mess that was going on in that guarded head of hers. And very quickly he wanted to kick himself for having not noticed the clear distress she was in earlier.
And… as he stared at her, a tension growing as they sat at that usual table for them… Theodore was taken back to about a year ago. When they sat in this library, tension in the air and tempers quite short. That time didn’t go well.
So taking another breath, Theodore calmed whatever temper he had almost approached this with. She wasn’t being irritating on purpose. She was lost in her head.
So doing the best he could, he stared deep into those expressive eyes and just simply asked, “What happened this morning?”"