Peyton was walking down the halls, finally finished with what brought her up here. She thought that was never going to end. She finished a lot of her work earlier than expected, so the thought whilst she was up here, she might as well see Petya. If he was up here. That guy was always going around doing something. Or flirting with someone - which she was going to have to talk with him about, if things between them continued.
As she walked along the halls, she looked up and finally seen Peyta. Smiling, she noticed he was talking to someone, and very in-depth about whatever it was that they were discussing. The person looked like a higher up, so she hoped he wasn't in trouble again. His father wouldn't like that too much. As she got closer, she wondered if she should just wave at him, and pass him by. Obviously this was an important conversation... no that wouldn't do. Finally, she say the face of who he was talking to. Oh it was his father. The minister. Peyton's eyes widened a bit, but she'd see if they were talking about anything important before interrupting.
As she reached them, she overhead Petya asking about what day it was. She giggled at him. "Maybe you should pay more attention to the calender, Peyta." She told him, stopping beside him as she smiled up at him. "It's May 5th, the day before St. George's Day. At least in Bulgaria."
legacy era • unspeakable, bulgarian department of mysteries • age 42