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RachieRu 
Isobel had been a little distracted recently. It was really bad, and she had a feeling that it was kind of showing in her work now. Which was bad. Hopefully she could get her mind from Armen and back onto her work. She looked up as she wandered toards the golden gates, hoping to not run into anyone before getting up to level two.
She glanced around, glad that she hadn't recognised anyone yet. Maybe that was bad too, because like she needed some more friends. Maybe that would get her mind off Armen. Just as she thought about that she felt herself brush past someone, and looked up. Oh. "Sorry...." She murmered, not being able to take her eyes from Armen. Awkward.
Armen's robes seemed to be caught on something and he he turned around quickly to see what was tugging on his sleeve when he came face to face with Isobel. Gulp. This wasn't happening, as if he didn't have enough to worry about.
He untwisted his sleeve from around her and the other witch who had pressed against them in trying to get by and just looked at her for a moment.
"Umm sorry about that." he said awkwardly. What else was he supposed to say?