Elphaba let her inky dark hair drip over her shoulders as she tucked herself up tightly, with her knees to her chest and a thick tome on the Political Sciences of Animal abuse on her lap as she thoughtfully chewed over the words and chewed on a bright crimson apple, bringing an odd contrast to the emerald of the skin that encased the hand that held the fruit to the girl’s lips.
The young student pushed her round glasses up her nose and peered closely at the text, half-ignoring her roommate Galinda apart from the occasionally who was twittering on about how apparently Pfnee and Shen-Shen had been in the middle of the most ‘horredable’ spat and sulk over who was to wear Shen-Shen’s new kid gloves first for a dance at the Ozdust ballroom that evening.
“--urally, I told them you would be coming. So I’ve laid out a dress for you to-”
That caught the green witch’s attention and she snapped her head up from her book, peering at the blonde girl, currently bedecked in her pink fripperies. “Galinda, my sweet, whatever makes you think that I wish to go dancing of all preposterous things?” Elphaba asked, one of her eyebrows arching for her dark hairline as she shot the other student a withering look.
“Because, Fiyero was asking after you and mentioned how you never had any fun and I am inclined to agree with him, Elphie. All you do is sit in this blasted room or the library and read all day, it can’t be terribly good for your brain you know.” Galinda replied smoothly, repeating what had been a preplanned speech that she and Fiyero had worked on all evening. “I enjoy reading, Galinda, you should try it once or twice, you never know, you might just like it.” Elphaba replied, going back to reburying her nose in her book and pointedly ignoring the Gilikan girl.
Re: Elphaba Thropp || Wicked: The Untold Story of the Witches of OZ 3/3
Elphaba let her inky dark hair drip over her shoulders as she tucked herself up tightly, with her knees to her chest and a thick tome on the Political Sciences of Animal abuse on her lap as she thoughtfully chewed over the words and chewed on a bright crimson apple, bringing an odd contrast to the emerald of the skin that encased the hand that held the fruit to the girl’s lips.
The young student pushed her round glasses up her nose and peered closely at the text, half-ignoring her roommate Galinda apart from the occasionally who was twittering on about how apparently Pfnee and Shen-Shen had been in the middle of the most ‘horredable’ spat and sulk over who was to wear Shen-Shen’s new kid gloves first for a dance at the Ozdust ballroom that evening.
“--urally, I told them you would be coming. So I’ve laid out a dress for you to-”
That caught the green witch’s attention and she snapped her head up from her book, peering at the blonde girl, currently bedecked in her pink fripperies. “Galinda, my sweet, whatever makes you think that I wish to go dancing of all preposterous things?” Elphaba asked, one of her eyebrows arching for her dark hairline as she shot the other student a withering look.
“Because, Fiyero was asking after you and mentioned how you never had any fun and I am inclined to agree with him, Elphie. All you do is sit in this blasted room or the library and read all day, it can’t be terribly good for your brain you know.” Galinda replied smoothly, repeating what had been a preplanned speech that she and Fiyero had worked on all evening. “I enjoy reading, Galinda, you should try it once or twice, you never know, you might just like it.” Elphaba replied, going back to reburying her nose in her book and pointedly ignoring the Gilikan girl.