Aster
travelling satelite
• Jasmine Bermout •
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It wasn't a surprise to Zander when Jasmine stiffened in her seat when Kat walked into the bus. When the Pandoran nodded in her direction and Jasmine gave a small wave and a smile, visibly relaxing in her seat. She had been unnecessarily more stressed out than usual, due to the Affiliation screenings and AW being so closely tied together. While the work load was divided among the prefects and presidents, Jasmine and Zander took care of most of the important documents and reports. She had burned a few midnight oils just to finish things up in time to be work-free for the trip and now she was simply exhausted.
"You should sleep. I'll wake you when you get there," Zander suggested. It sounded like a good idea, but the redhead was proud and she didn't want to let others see her vulnerable. Zander had shook his head at the absurdity of her refusal and tossed his blazer jacket over her head.
"There, now no one would know it's you so sleep," he said gruffly. If it weren't for the dark circles under Jasmine's eyes, he wouldn't have pushed further but even he knew when Jasmine was being unreasonable.
He may not have seen the appreciative smile on her lips when she fell into slumber, but he took her silence as a good sign. He lent her his shoulder when she fell asleep and anyone who looked at them in curiosity or suspicion was given a killer glare.
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When the bus stopped, Jasmine was woken up and she stared confusedly at the jacket in her face for a second before remembering what had happened. Quickly taking it off and fixing her hair, she was mildly embarrassed that she had given into the temptation of napping but mumbled a thanks in Zander's general direction before getting off the bus. She was grateful she had good friends looking out for her. That was one thing she could thank the Goddess for.
"You should sleep. I'll wake you when you get there," Zander suggested. It sounded like a good idea, but the redhead was proud and she didn't want to let others see her vulnerable. Zander had shook his head at the absurdity of her refusal and tossed his blazer jacket over her head.
"There, now no one would know it's you so sleep," he said gruffly. If it weren't for the dark circles under Jasmine's eyes, he wouldn't have pushed further but even he knew when Jasmine was being unreasonable.
He may not have seen the appreciative smile on her lips when she fell into slumber, but he took her silence as a good sign. He lent her his shoulder when she fell asleep and anyone who looked at them in curiosity or suspicion was given a killer glare.
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When the bus stopped, Jasmine was woken up and she stared confusedly at the jacket in her face for a second before remembering what had happened. Quickly taking it off and fixing her hair, she was mildly embarrassed that she had given into the temptation of napping but mumbled a thanks in Zander's general direction before getting off the bus. She was grateful she had good friends looking out for her. That was one thing she could thank the Goddess for.