[ OPEN + CLOSED PROMPTS ] I COULD LIFT YOU UP.

[sunderings]

Who: Solange "Sol" Aster (Sion Astal) & You!
When: 05/19 - 05/21
Where: The dormitories, city park, and a music room!
What: Weekend activities to include: using cupcakes to solicit community involvement, losing track of assignments in need of grading on a blustery day, and being overly affable in public.

❶ And there, atop the stainless steel of a countertop used many a time to house impromptu study-sessions and dinner parties, lies...!
❷ The decision is yours, good samaritan: will you aid him?

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[digophelia]

[ She always found herself hating being around other students, if not for the anxiety, just for the fact it forced her out to be social. Exposure therapy, her many therapists had told her. By the time she enrolled here, she kept most of her psychotic episodes and hallucinations to a minimum. It was hard to connect to others, to fully admit that Arturia had spent most of her life hold up in a behavioral hospital back in London. She couldn't find a soul here to admit to how much she struggled with those issues. She hid it so well.

The morbid, often aloof Arturia was hard to befriend and she preferred it that way. She wouldn't admit she appreciated Solange's company or that it was one of the few assurances she had. But back to French and away from her silly feelings how she could experience both high and low feelings with Solange and proceed to not look at him but grabbing one of her many notes.

After furiously through many pages and settling on her bed alongside books, drawings, and a few stuffed animals. ]

Past tense conjugation with verbs.

[ Which, for whatever reason, is very embarrassing to admit to a French native. Even more than her confusion with verbs and Sion's assistance weeks prior. ]

[sunderings]

Verbs. They are sticky things, aren't they? More so in French than in English, or so I have come to notice.

[ —Sol's voice is light, and where he might have otherwise sought to catch Arturia's eyes with his own, in the here and now, he refrains from doing so. More than anything, he wants for her to feel comfortable in her own space, her own room, and he is not here to fluster her (beyond the offering of flowers!), only to help as she settles amid the stuffed animals, artwork, and textbooks atop her bed. ]

For example... [ Fishing through the messenger bag at his hip, Sion produces a notebook and a pen which seems like it might be better suited for calligraphy than simple note-taking. ] ...English allows for the omission of the verb 'have'.

You could say, in English, 'I lost my pen', and not 'I have lost my pen'. [ Cue: a twirl of the pen betwixt his fingers! ] In French, you must always use the helping verb J'ai perdu mon stylo, or it will sound very strange to the ears.

My apologies, if I did not explain this very well before. [ Altogether, it is something which he's had to grow used to, teaching the language most familiar to him. More than any other subject which he tutors, it requires Solange to step out of his own proverbial shoes and examine the questions from another point of view. From Arturia's view, and she has always been reluctant in asking for help in any manner, whether it be studying or reaching out to him for advice. ]

This is called the passé composé, and it is the most commonly used past tense. [ A pause, a considering hum. ] Did you notice anything about the sentence structure?

[digophelia]

[ Only briefly, Arturia catches his eyes and then proceeds to shuffle back to her papers, ignoring Sion who may catch another glance at her. She furrows, remembering her caregiver lecturing her for not paying attention during these lessons. ]

Ah.

[ She had brought up her struggle with past tense verbs confident that she could stand on her own two legs to talk and study about French. In front of a native speaker. Solange never once teased her, but it did not erase the fear of once he left the room... what would he think of her then? She looks to his pen, not his face, and listen to his voice. ]

It was formed by the auxiliary verb- [ I guess is better than saying that she didn't know, right? ] "lose" sounds different than "lost", or rather- ...perdre?