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The Roof [Thursday after classes]
Olive, unlike most who ventured up to the roof, was not up here to smoke, or cry, or contemplate the mysteries of the universe. She was up here for the view. It wasn't like looking over Ojai from up in the mountains -- there was an ocean instead of groves and groves of orange trees, for one thing -- but it still was pretty enough in its own way to distract her from the threat of homesickness.
And there was also a definite perk to being up here rather than being in hills, and that was that it was super-easy to toss things over the edge and see if she could hit small, self-declared targets. So once Olive had taken in enough of the view, she sprawled near the edge of the roof and started tossing little rocks off the edge with the intention of hitting specific targets, like a fallen leaf on the lawn. Eventually, creativity prompted her to fold up a paper airplane, which she sent sailing off the roof only to have it crash fairly quickly.
Now she was devoted to folding a small supply of them, with changes in their folding to see if they'd succeed at aerodynamics a little better. She might have been mildly bored, yes, but at least she was bored in a nerdy way.
[open roof is open. i'm in and out of meetings for a little bit here but free of kids and with nothing to plan for the next week. Feel free to mod being hit by a tiny rock or a paper airplane if you'd like.]
And there was also a definite perk to being up here rather than being in hills, and that was that it was super-easy to toss things over the edge and see if she could hit small, self-declared targets. So once Olive had taken in enough of the view, she sprawled near the edge of the roof and started tossing little rocks off the edge with the intention of hitting specific targets, like a fallen leaf on the lawn. Eventually, creativity prompted her to fold up a paper airplane, which she sent sailing off the roof only to have it crash fairly quickly.
Now she was devoted to folding a small supply of them, with changes in their folding to see if they'd succeed at aerodynamics a little better. She might have been mildly bored, yes, but at least she was bored in a nerdy way.
[open roof is open. i'm in and out of meetings for a little bit here but free of kids and with nothing to plan for the next week. Feel free to mod being hit by a tiny rock or a paper airplane if you'd like.]

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Nope, not realizing that maybe she'd found it by being hit just yet.
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If Olive hadn't noticed the sound of the door opening and closing, that would be because it hadn't. Whoops?
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She would go get them later. Because then it wasn't technically littering.
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"Anyone else up here?" Matt called out as he stepped out onto the roof, sunglasses on and his cane tapping.
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"Hey, Anna," Matt said cheerfully. "How are you?"
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