Stephie closed her laptop down and looked over at Jude, still sleeping the sleep of the dead. Stephie frowned, bad phrasing.
She moved over to the side of her bed and brushed a wisp of Jude's hair off her face. A deep sigh escaped her lips and she ran her hand through her tangled hair. It got stuck half way through and spoiled the effect. "What are we going to do with you?" she whispered under her breath, then back out the door, biting her lip. She closed her bedroom rood gently and sunk down against the wall next to it, waiting for Deirdre to appear from her room.
( About Jude )
She moved over to the side of her bed and brushed a wisp of Jude's hair off her face. A deep sigh escaped her lips and she ran her hand through her tangled hair. It got stuck half way through and spoiled the effect. "What are we going to do with you?" she whispered under her breath, then back out the door, biting her lip. She closed her bedroom rood gently and sunk down against the wall next to it, waiting for Deirdre to appear from her room.
( About Jude )