And there she laid on the floor motionless. Her laptop still playing music as her mind still wandered.
Her curious thoughts led her sketch to be unfinished as she pondered. Again and again. Has he forgotten her already? She was silent but aware.
Her thoughts of him left her still on the floor as she looked upon her unfinished paper.
Did she ever enter his mind as often as he had her’s? It was a mystery. Soon enough she fought against the thoughts and closed her book unable to move the pencil any further to finish.
Soon her room then faded into silence. The light was still on and so was her curiosity.