Hanging out in an empty, dirty room

October Hotaru sat on one of the more sturdy desks, looking out one of the windows. She had cleaned the dust off so that she couldn't get her pants dirty, but she still knew that she wouldn't exactly be clean when she left here. With all the dust in here, it would be pretty impossible. Even so, she loved the third floor, it was always so... well, empty. Not to mention peaceful and quiet.

The girl pulled her left leg up to her chest, holding it there with her right arm. Her right leg remain free, swaying back and forth somewhat. Sometimes her leg kicked the desk, and each time it did so, she got scared it would break. It obviously didn't, though, since she was still sitting upon it. Her left arm was free as well, hand holding the desk.

The thirteen-year-old didn't really have a reason for being up here, other than the fact that she liked it. So, the little girl continued to look out the window, not really thinking about anything in particular.

Though she had been looking out the window, October turned her head around when she heard someone enter the room. She looked at the boy, finding the fact that he was wearing all white and that she was wearing all black somewhat amusing. She didn't mention it, though, and kept the thought to herself. She watched him move to the back of the room, wondering why he had done so and wondering why he was looking at her out of the corner of his eye. She was somewhat confused by his silence, though she said nothing of it.

Instead, she decided a greeting was in order. "Hello!" she said brightly, a smile quickly making its way onto her face.

Still no response? October blinked for a moment, her smile fading somewhat. She watched him as he went over to a desk and sat down on it, silent for a while. She wondered if he had heard her; but even if he hadn't, why couldn't he have at least said something to her first? Or, then again, maybe he couldn't talk, or maybe he didn't talk to people he didn't know. Either way, she was still going to try and talk to him.

"What are you doing up here?" she asked him curiously.

The girls head tilted to the side somewhat, continuing to look at him. She wondered if something was wrong, and that was what was causing his silence. After all, Jira hadn't said much when she had talked to him, and he had been quite sad. She decided that there was no harm in asking. "Are you ok?" she asked him.

Even if he wasn't responding, she could still try to talk to the boy, couldn't she? She might end up just talking to herself, but she didn't mind that really. It was worth a try. "I'm October," she said. "Why won't you talk?" She wasn't going to get her hopes up and hope he would respond. If he hadn't by now, she was sure that he wouldn't in the future.... but that didn't mean she still couldn't try.