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BURKE, t.

six days. his reactions had been varied, but guilt stood out, every waking second, every single one of his nightmares - theo felt guilty for being a part of her current pain OR for being a member of the group that murdered her father, which made her spiral into this worthless rebel leader position OR for his own spiraling after the news, his treasonous hidden tears. how dare he question those who’ve taken care of him? how dare he bite the hand that feeds and feeds without asking anything but loyalty back? his FRIENDS? the noise was too loud, and theodore had spent nearly a week trying to drown it out, passing out in the common room couch most nights, high out of his mind, drunk beyond belief. or he’d ran around with other members of the revolution, changing the world one fight at a time, attempting to get a reaction out of those lily potter loved - what was the point of winning if you couldn’t throw a party? he looked worse. worn out. like someone who woke up in war for the first time. there was a sick look to him, even in his grins when someone on the other side threatened him back, and a vague scent of liquor, probably spilled and dried over his uniform.

the potions classroom was his favourite place to smoke, always had been. the cabinets filled with ingredients he should have learned the names of in second year reeked in their own magical way, so all scents disappeared among the rest in there, and smoke, if visible from the outside, wasn’t highly suspected - probably some student burning the contents of his cauldron during class. theo split from some students at the end of the corridor, his smile disappearing the moment they were out of sigh; he was, at last, alone. with his back leaning against the wooden door, the boy searched for the joint in his pocket, mouthing a silent ’shit’ once he realised he’d probably left it on his bedside table. with a properly audible sigh, he waited for a group of hufflepuff girls to fully walk past and then opened the door, sliding himself in before being noticed and closing it back.  when he turned around, his mouth opened but nothing was said, as audrey had already welcomed him in.

he should leave. theo always fled at the chance of being in any close courters with his ex-girlfriend, even in large groups. so why were his feet stuck? “ sorry. ” sorry? what the hell am i sorry for? theodore always had the same word saved just for her, no matter the reasoning behind it. after all, he could never be sorry enough for all the hurt he’d caused her, so might as well keep it going, apologise for his existence near her. it did make a certain sense, whenever he forced himself to not acknowledge how it likely wasn’t all HIS fault. there was, however, an undeniable pattern in his life that lead guilt back to him, over and over.

the classroom had a smell to it, not yet overpowered by the herbs in the cabinets. something vile and vulnerable, coming from near that desk she sat in. theo took note of that, of her lonely stance, of the look he’d seen in her eyes, the state of her. emotional intelligence, they’d called it, whenever some well-meaning professor tried to soothe his failing grade. empathy, perhaps? or perhaps they were both living through times few would understand, stuck in a sinking lifeboat. “ i won’t bother you. ” at last stepping away from the door, theo grabbed a loose cigarette and lighter from his pocket and sat on the stone floor, a few meters away from her near the blackboard, letting the smokey silence set in the classroom. don’t say anything. “ so, ” fucking idiot. but he couldn’t shut up himself, never had. “ are you okay? ” did he care? a bit, perhaps.

audrey was thinking --- considering where she was going to put her light out. the smoke trailed in patterns throughout the classroom and the tobacco hissed as she took another drag and something in her wondered what it would be like to put it out right beneath her pretty little tennis skirt, to burn a mark into her perfect flesh. she’d never done that before. marked her skin. she wouldn’t even allow a drop of ink to stain her fingertips. audrey selwyn was perfect, you see, and her pretty little flesh did well to stay untouched. how could her mother wish to ruin that? a twisting, slithering snake on the inside of her forearm was but a mark she wished not to see. it would ruin her image. (in more ways than one.) audrey adored the way her skin gleamed in the sun, when men such as theo would run their fingers across it and shower her in compliments. she’d never liked a man’s touch, but she liked when their tongues spoke words that mirrored the kisses they pressed against her perfect skin. she adored to be adored, in some sense of the word. could anyone love someone who had been tainted?

she thought, perhaps, as she inhaled another puff of that intoxicating smoke, that she could be alone with her thoughts. they were private thoughts, after all --- what use would theodore be to any coherent thought? she’d thought, perhaps, when her pretty little mouth had snapped at his presence that he would leave, but it seemed the boy she’d known her whole life had grown a stronger backbone in the time since they had last spoken. with her mind still running, he attempted to speak, theodore burke never knew when to shut up, and her eyes were trailing back to narrow on his. he should leave while he still had the chance. she was worried, you see, of the burn that was building beneath her eyes. he should leave before she really snapped, because theodore burke had never seen audrey cry and she had no intention of him seeing it now.

“don’t ask questions you already know the answer to, theo,” audrey replied, her words cool and calm with all the sting she reserved for people such as himself. “it’s unbecoming.” shifting herself so she was seated on the table, audrey crossed one leg over the other and adjusted the hem of her skirt as it slipped up her thigh. her elbow was perched on her knee, cigarette dangling between two fingers, and her eyes had returned to the front of the classroom, wishing not to give him any reason to watch as water began to pool in the corners of her eyes.

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anonymous asked: cecily, vera, lily

CECILY SKEETER-ATLAS: What’s the most scandalous thing you’ve ever done?

It doesn’t take long for the image to pop into her head — her lips against another’s, feminine hearts beating as one. Their limbs are tangled and there’s a smile creasing her cheeks and this, this is what it feels to be happy. SCANDAL. If she’d ever told anyone, that is. It’s a scandal even in her own mind, plastered on the front page of her caged heart as something that could tear her life to shreds. She knows the truth — it’s by far the most scandalous thing she’s ever done — but when has Audrey Selwyn ever been a fan of the truth? “I once told a professor I would do anything for him if he bumped up my grade. Details are only important to those involved, but let’s just say I passed that class with flying colors.”

VERONIKA ‘VERA’ WOOD-KRUM: What are you most skilled at, in your opinion?

Her wide smile reveals perfectly white teeth, hidden behind perfectly painted lips. Her tongue is twisting in her mouth and she knows just the answer to the question. “Getting what I want.” Sometimes. Audrey is skilled in the department of manipulation, it’s a passion of hers to remain charming and aloof, to know just what to say and when to say it, but there’s something screaming in a locked corner of her mind. What Audrey Selwyn wants… to feel another girls heartbeat, to pepper kisses along a curved breast, to be happy again — without a snake tattooed on her perfect skin. She gets what she wants when it benefits her name. But Merlin if she’s not the best at it.

LILY POTTER: Which of the main four elements do you think represents you best, and why?

“Earth, fire, water… does it matter, my dear? I wasn’t even aware it was a personality definer.” And she’s not lying — but she’s thinking. The air, it’s too flighty. It lives on its own, it’s always searching. Water — too deep. It’s everywhere, with everyone, it’s sensitive to it all. And fire… it rages with unparalleled drama, and not the kind that Audrey flocks to. Too open, too honest, too switched on. Audrey is grounded. Audrey is practical, she’s rooted, she knows what she wants and she won’t stop until she gets it. Audrey is the earth, clean and perfecting if not judgemental and controlling. She doesn’t quite understand what it means, but something tells her it’s true.

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audrey. persephone. electra. 

sam creates an iidy ask meme (part 01).

alright, so! i was looking for some more motivation to read all of your amazing intros, and i thought! hey! why not create an ask meme inspired by all of the wonderful characters in this roleplay! and after asking the admins if it was okay, and them agreeing to let me do this, i started choosing characters at random (using random.org), and reading about them until i came up with a question inspired by them! okay, so, fact is, i can’t really read, so some of these may not make sense, but at least i tried? anyway, here’s the first batch of 22 questions based on characters from this roleplay! the next batch should be coming either today or tomorrow! also, fun fact: these ask memes will be updated around every two weeks to include new characters!

LEONORA FLINT: Which emotion do you have the most difficulty expressing?

VIVIENNE ‘VIV’ CHANG: Do you have a competitive side, and if so, in what kind of situation does it come out most?

NATALIA DELACOUR-BARDON: Who is the one person you’d follow to the ends of the Earth, no matter what?

CECILY SKEETER-ATLAS: What’s the most scandalous thing you’ve ever done?

WREN VOLANT: What’s your favourite luxury?

DENNIS CREEVEY: If you could change one of the key moments in your life that shaped who you are as a person, would you?

KATERINA ‘KATYA’ WOOD-KRUM: What role do you usually play in a team or a group?

AILYN WILKES: What is your stance when it comes to lying? Is lying ever acceptable, in your opinion?

MOLLY WEASLEY II: Do you think you’re strong enough for the war?

MAILAN PHAM: How far would you go for your family?

CLEO TRELAWNEY: Did your skills/gifts/talents come naturally to you, or did you have to work hard to acquire or control them?

OPAL TALKALOT: What do you desire most?

MANDOLYN ‘MANON’ MIDGEN: What’s the one thing you wish to change most about yourself?

JADE TALKALOT: Which side of the war do you think is the most powerful?

ROXANNE WEASLEY: What are you most proud of about who you are?

WILLIAM ‘BILL’ WEASLEY: What do you think is your greatest responsibility?

EZRA ‘Z’ DIGGORY: How do you feel about religion?

LILY POTTER: Which of the main four elements do you think represents you best, and why?

OPHELIA ROSIER: Who, or what, do you resent most?

VERONIKA ‘VERA’ WOOD-KRUM: What are you most skilled at, in your opinion?

MERCY BORGIN: What is something you’ve found out about your family, somewhat recently, that surprised you?

LEANDER FINNIGAN-THOMAS: Who’s the best person (aka best at being a good person) you know or know of?

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GAMP, g.

Audrey Selwyn was someone constantly on the periphery of their little group; toeing the line between in and out, but never truly one of them; her name and blood, and her older sister’s commitment to the cause, had thus far afforded her the luxury of indecision; and Gemma herself had been perhaps a bit more lenient, a bit more occasionally welcoming than she might have been otherwise because seeing Audrey and Maddison fight for social dominance (as if either of them really held any weight, really) was entertainment she was loathe to give up.

But the time had come where not choosing a side was choosing a side, and Gemma wondered when Audrey would get the memo. But still, she smiled, calculating eyes and gleaming teeth, “Yes, we can only hope she finds herself in good hands soon.” Gemma knew exactly whose hands Lily Potter was in, and it was exactly where the little bint deserved to be. “Then again, who knows? The way she guzzles firewhiskey, all this panic could be for nothing and Lily Potter could be passed out in one of the unused classrooms, sleeping off her latest binge.” The laughter around her barely registered, her eyes kept on Audrey, gauging her reaction.

All eyes on her --- Gemma Gamp. One of the reigning queens of this house. It wasn’t her popularity that bothered Audrey. In fact, it wasn’t even Gemma herself that bothered her. What bothered Audrey was the constant game that Gemma and her friends played. Whether it was with their friends or their enemies or even the war itself, it seemed that everything was a game for the queens of the castle. And Audrey understood manipulation, she understood getting under people’s skin. But she also understood when things were beyond their reach --- but oh how Gemma would stretch.

Right now, you see, Gemma was stretching. Audrey might have been a sidelined member of their group, but she was sidelined for a reason. She knew they didn’t trust her, they wanted to TEST her. As if a missing student was merely a pawn in their game. Feigning nonchalance, Audrey’s lips quirked into a smirk, something of a laugh that would surely suffice (for now). ❛ Have you tried asking our darling Theodore what he knows of it? ❜ Distraction. Turning the eyes to someone else. Audrey had nothing to lose throwing her ex-boyfriend to the wolves, and he’d made it far too easy when he’d fallen for the stupid redhead in the first place. ❛ Perhaps he got sick of being rejected and decided to rid of her. Should I be worried? ❜ And she knew the boy she’d grown up with did not have it in him for such a ghastly act. But yet again --- what did she have to lose?

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(    *    & .    —    THE  UMBRELLA  ACADEMY  SENTENCE  STARTERS .

‘  you’re  are  depraving  some  village  of  their  idiot .  ’

‘  i  miss you .  i  miss  you  every  day  that  i’m  not  with  you .  ’

‘  i  didn’t  think  it  was  possible  to  miss  a  person  this  much .  ’

‘  if  you  love  music  then  you’re  in  the  right  place .  ’

‘  the  ties  that  bind  you  together  make  you  stronger  than  you  are  alone .  ’

‘  i  can’t  just  call  him  in  the  afterlife  and  be  like ,  ‘ can  you  please  stop  playing  tennis  with  hitler  for  a  moment  and  take  a  quick  call ? ’  ’

‘  get  up .  we’re  going  to  save  the  world .  ’

‘  it’s  not  spandex ,  it’s  leather .  and  you  used  to  like  it .  a  lot ,  if  i  recall .  ’

‘  we  can  accomplish  anything  when  we  accept  responsibility  together .  this  is  what  creates  trust .  ’

‘  you  never  know  when  to  stop ,  do  you ?  ’

‘  you  got  enough  material  for  your  sequel  yet ?  ’

‘  i  bet  you’re  loving  this ,  hm ?  the  team  at  it’s  best .  it’s  just  like  old  times .  ’

‘  he  hated  children  too  and  he  had  plenty  of  us .  ’

‘  if  you  believe  in  yourself ,  just  once ,  great  things  are  gonna  happen  for  you .  ’

‘  i  know  that  i  let  you  down ,  but  i  could  do  anything  for  you .  ’

‘  you  know ,  i  liked  you  a  lot  better  before  you  got  laid .  ’

‘  oh  yeah ,  it  is  your  skirt .  i  found  it  in  your  room .  it’s  a  little  dated ,  but  it’s  very  breathy  on  the …  bits .  ’

‘  you’re  the  most  important  person  in  the  world  to  me .  ’

‘  best .  funeral .  ever !  ’

‘  sometimes  men  are  unredeemable  shits .  ’

‘  we  were …  we  were  just  kids .  little  kids .  ’

‘  we  all  came  home .  since  we’re  here ,  we  might  as  well  save  the  world .  ’

‘  i’ve  decided  you’re  the  only  one  i  can  trust .  ’

‘  if  you’re  raised  to  believe  that  nothing  about  you  is  special ,  if  the  benchmark  is  extraordinary ,  what  do  you  do  if  you’re  not ?  ’

‘  eternal  peace  is  probably  overrated .  ’

‘  we  all  wanted  to  be  loved  by  a  man  incapable  of  giving  love .  ’

‘  one  grows  used  to  things ,  even  if ,  sometimes  one  shouldn’t .  ’

‘  look ,  you  wanna  pay  your  respects ?  go  ahead .  but  at  least  be  honest  about  the  kind  of  man  he  was .  ’

‘  you  of  all  people  should  be  on  my  side .  he  had  to  send  you  a  million  miles  away .  that’s  how  much  he  couldn’t  stand  the  sight  of  you .  ’

‘  i  feel  like  we  should  stop  him ,  but  then  again  i  also  just  kinda  wanna  see  what  happens .  ’

‘  you  make  me  want  to  wake  up  each  day  and  you’re  in  my  dreams  every  night .  ’

‘  you  also  told  me  that  licking  a  nine  volt  battery  would  give  me  pubes .  ’

‘  i’m  just  gonna  go  murder  mom ,  i’ll  be  right  back .  ’

‘  last  time  we  tried  to  stop  it ,  we  all  died .  what  makes  this  time  any  different ?  ’

‘  we  actually  have  the  chance  of  saving  the  lives  of  billions  of  people .  ’

‘  it  wasn’t  his  fault  ‘cause  he  was  ridiculously  high ,  right ?  and  the  girl ,  she  thought  he  was  a  furry …  ’

‘  i  think  maybe  you’re  the  only  person  who  really  knows  who  i  am  and  still  likes  me  anyway .  ’

‘  you  don’t  get  to  blame  your  problems  on  anyone  but  yourself .  ’

‘  we  didn’t  choose  this  life .  we’re  just  living it .  ’

‘  than  christ  he’s  not  our  real  father ,  so  we  couldn’t  inherit  those  cold ,  dead  eyes .  ’

‘  you  don’t  have  to  apologize  just  for  existing .  ’

‘  when  something  seems  to  perfect ,  it’s  usually  anything  but .  ’

‘  all  the  what - if’s  start  to  haunt  you .  ’

‘  i’m  done  playing  their  games .  i’m  ready  for  a  change .  ’

‘  i  would  love  to  play  cops  and  robbers ,  wear  a  mask ,  and  feel  important ,  but  guess  what ?  recess  is  over .  it’s  grown - up  time .  ’

‘  we  have  a  great  job .  the  best  job .  we  got  it  made ,  asshole .  ’

‘  people  still  don’t  take  me  seriously .  i  wanna  be  numb  again .  ’

‘  i  stayed  because  the  world  needed  me .  ’

‘  at  least  i  make  my  own  decisions .  ’

‘  i  have  been  left  out  of  everything  for  as  long  as  i  can  remember .  ’

‘  nowhere  to  go .  no  way  to  change .  ’

‘  but  now ,  i  know  nothing  in  my  life  was  real .  so  i’m  starting  over .  ’

‘  you  do  whatever  it  takes  to  survive .  or  you  die .  ’

‘  i  don’t  belong  anywhere ,  thanks  to  you !  you  made  me  a  killer !  ’

‘  i’ve  done  unimaginable  things ,  things  you  couldn’t  even  comprehend ,  just  to  get  back  here  and  save  you .  ’

‘  she  needs  our  help  and  we  can’t  do  that  if  she’s  locked  in  a  cage .  ’

‘  i  mean ,  it  must  be  scary .  terrifying ,  really .  to  discover  that  you  can  do  something  that  you  never  thought  you  could  do .  ’

‘  it’s  not  difficult  to  accept ,  it’s  impossible  to  accept !  ’

‘  what  are  you  still  doing  here ?  we’re  trying  to  have  a  serious  conversation .  ’

‘  what’s  going  on  with  you ?  and  don’t  tell  me  everything  is  alright  because  i  saw  you  in  there .  you  were  crying  like  a  baby .  ’

‘  you  saved  my  life !  ’

‘  i  don’t  want  them  to  see  me  like  this .  besides ,  you  know ,  i’d  just  hold  them  back .  ’

‘  how  about  we  ask  him  after  we  kill  him ?  ’

‘  maybe  they’ll  brood  each  other  to  death .   ’

‘  you’re  a  real  sick  bastard .  ’

‘  would  you  stop  it ?  why  are  you  putting  this  shit  in  your  body ?  ’

‘  he  must  have  been  a  very  special  person  to  put  up  with  your  weird - ass  shit .  ’

‘  you  were  my  greatest  disappointment .  you  only  scratched  the  surface  of  what  you  were  capable  of .  ’

‘  i  lost  someone .  the  only …  the  only  person  i’ve  ever  truly  loved  more  than  myself .  ’

‘  you  know ,  before  you  kill  him ,  you  might  want  to  hear  what  he  has  to  say .  ’

‘  we  all  came  home .  since  we’re  here , we  might  as  well  save  the  world .  ’

PERSEPHONE. AUDREY. ELECTRA.

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AUDREY LUELLA SELWYN : personality

what part of yourself did you have to DESTROY in order to survive in the world this year? but most importantly: what have you found to be u n k i l l a b l e?

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Elisa y Marcela (2019) dir. Isabel Coixet

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@hcro asked: eliza & genie

❛ now we all know i love my darling eliza, but somehow the idea of kissing her doesn’t seem right. it’s not exactly best friend behaviour, is it? so i think i’ll have to say genie for this one. not exactly a terrible solution, either. ❜

who would my muse rather kiss?

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anonymous asked: gemma/maddison

❛ oh, definitely gemma. nothing against my darling maddison, even if it seems she always loses in the game of hypotheticals... ❜

who would my muse rather kiss?

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Lips of honey, eyes of fire.

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WHERE: empty potions classroom WHEN: friday march 1st, 7:23pm WHO: @theosdoros​

      audrey was exhausted. there was no other way to put it. ducking and weaving and floating in the shadows was a task she never thought she’d have to deal with, and yet here she found it to be her greatest ally. the tension in the castle was palpable, and scanning eyes were watching everyone’s every little move, and she knew she was skirting that touchy little line of sympathy --- muggle sympathy. it wasn’t that audrey had ever been particularly fond of muggleborns. she simply didn’t understand the danger. she couldn’t justify war and violence and sneering and jeering for something so petty --- a funny thing, since audrey herself had always been one to veer towards the petty. but merlin, this? a student kidnapped? snatched from her own safehaven, tortured and belittled at the hands of audrey’s own sister? something about it didn’t sit well in audrey’s stomach. she felt sick. she didn’t understand it, she thought it a waste of time and she thought it cruel. audrey didn’t share the same stomach as her sister, as anyone who bore the mark. a coward, perhaps. a part of her saw it as keeping herself safe. 

     six days had passed since lily potter had ‘ disappeared ’. it appeared that the little revolution in hogwarts’ walls had come no closer to finding her. they probably never would. six days had passed but only now was audrey clutching at the letter in her hands, reading the contents over and over and over. signed by one luella selwyn --- her mother. asking once and for all for the most dangerous task audrey had ever been asked of. she knew it was coming. knew that one day, the camel’s back would break and enough was enough. audrey selwyn could no longer skirt in the shadows of the wizarding world’s next great war. on instruction from her mother, it was time to fight --- it was time for audrey to bear the mark her sister had taken months before. now that, that was enough to make audrey sick. for bile to rise in her throat, for her breathing to stagger and her heart rate to slow. she’d read the letter and immediately escaped --- down to a classroom now emptied, to release her sorrows into the little waste basket that sat by the teacher’s desk. her head, oh merlin was it spinning. she knew this was coming and yet that didn’t make it any easier. the time had come and her hands were shaking --- how was she going to do this? 

     perching herself delicately on top of a desk, audrey’s head sunk into her hands, the letter now tossed aside along with her dinner in the bin. minutes were ticking by and she didn’t even move, too afraid that if she did, her stomach might once again turn. with students running past the door, returning from their feast back to their dorms, she was sure she would soon get caught, but she didn’t care. she needed something, anything to dull the pain. with fifteen minutes now passed, she slowly lifted her head from her hands, reaching with shaking fingers down into her sock where she had placed a cigarette that morning. with a lighter taken from the inside of her skirt, she struggled to get the flame, releasing a sigh of relief when finally the stick began to smoke. her eyes drifting closed, she placed the smoke between her lips, taking a long drag and releasing it in an equally long sigh. her eyes were still closed when she heard the door open, and for a moment she didn’t even CARE if she’d been caught --- she was numb anyway. finally opening her eyes to see who had obviously smelt the smoke trailing out from under the door, the sigh she released this time was more of a grunt.  ❛ you are absolutely the last person i would like to see right now, ❜  she snapped, turning away from theo and returning without guilt to her cigarette. 

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Can I play for you?

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I was right.

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CRESSWELL, p.

where: empty corridor, fifth floor, 11:15am when: march 1st, 2024

Pippa knew that there were probably better, more productive ways to spend her free period, but she had found herself in the same spot, in the same position, doing the same thing since the school year started. She laid across a deep window sill in a sparsely traveled corridor, robe off and crumpled into a makeshift pillow under her head, hair down, socked feet up on the wall and legs crossed at her ankles. Her hands held a book open just inches above her face, blocking out the sun that shone through the window, and she absentmindedly chewed a piece of bubblegum. The quiet was rare and addictive, enough to make late Friday mornings her favorite part of every week.

The light tap-tap of footsteps on the ground startled her; she was so used to the lack of sound in the space that almost any noise was enough to catch her off guard. Curious, she lowered the book and sat it flat on her chest as her eyebrows furrowed. “Oh. Hello,” Pippa sat up and greeted the newcomer, bemused and unbothered by her disheveled appearance. Idly, she blew a small bubble until it popped with a satisfying crack. “Didn’t know anyone else knew about this spot. I’m used to having it to myself ‘round this time.”

Audrey Selwyn was not the type to skips classes on a whim. In fact, she was well practiced in the art of sucking it up, of attending even if the worst was true, even if she was sick or wounded or mentally drained. But sometimes --- well, sometimes you were faced with a situation that you had never experienced before. The ‘ unexplainable ’ disappearance of Lily Potter was certainly one of those. Audrey’s Potions class was practically overflowing with students whose eyes were searching for any semblance of neutrality, any honest mourning of a girl who should not be mourned. And, frankly, Audrey was growing tired of this facade. She was close to b r e a k i n g. 

And so as classes began across the castle, Audrey was alone, wandering the corridors for somewhere quiet to sit ( to smoke ). By the time she’d made it to the fifth floor, she though she’d found her spot, only to stumble upon a disheveled blonde lounging in a rather comfortable looking nook. Grateful that it wasn’t someone more judgemental, Audrey placed a delicate smile on her lips, approaching Pippa with a small wave.  ❛ Good morning, ❜  She greeted, coming to a stop and leaning against the wall next to the window sill.  ❛ Can’t say I did know, actually. Mere accident. My apologies. Would you rather I leave? You seemed rather... peaceful. ❜

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The Royal Tenenbaums (2001) dir. Wes Anderson

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