Snippet #2011907

Anna-Beth stood, crisis averted, and wandered back to where she had been sitting previously. She sat back down and began to run her fingers through her hair, humming gently, her eyes wandering to watch Charles. He was handsome, and charming, and very sweet, she found herself thinking of him a lot. With quick, practiced fingers, she twisted her hair into a quick side braid, securing it with a clear hair-tie. Her humming intensified slightly, and she began to sing to herself, a lullaby from when she and Andrew were children. It calmed her and made her happy, so she sung it breathily, wrapping her arms around herself.