Post by Vinny le'Poisson on Mar 1, 2007 23:48:10 GMT -5
Vinny sat quietly on one of the chairs in the common room, staring at the wall blankly. His hazel eyes appeared to be slightly glazed as his mouth hung open slightly, his breathing regular but shallow. He was very careful not to blink.
The first year had spent the better part of the afternoon training himself. For what, you might ask? For a staring contest. Figuring that he had no other real talents, he would go with something he was already pretty good at.
No, not the sitting - the staring. usually he only stared like this when he was daydreaming. In this case, however, his mind was taken up with encouraging thoughts of how he had gone almost a full two minutes without blinking. That had to be a record, right? Surely!
The first year had spent the better part of the afternoon training himself. For what, you might ask? For a staring contest. Figuring that he had no other real talents, he would go with something he was already pretty good at.
No, not the sitting - the staring. usually he only stared like this when he was daydreaming. In this case, however, his mind was taken up with encouraging thoughts of how he had gone almost a full two minutes without blinking. That had to be a record, right? Surely!
