 Puff by day, snake by night | Mj's bestie | Always UP to Something...
Oh goodness, Oh gosh, had she been mistaken. That wasn’t the way she wanted to do this interview. Wrongly accusing the headmistress was not how she saw this going. “I’m sooooo sorry. I didn’t mean to assume.” No that was the wrong thing to do, but the blonde figured it was all good after a moment and just laughed it off. No harm in a mistake.
Brushing a strand of her blonde hair off her shoulder Cassie’s excitement grew with the redhead’s words. “Of course, I thought I sensed a fluffy cutie nearby.” She loved animals all of them. Well not Spiders or creepy crawlies, but she would never hurt them either. Gingersnapple why did she feel like she knew this feline.
Yes she knew him at once. Scratching lightly behind his ears. “You’ve been in this castle before haven’t you?” Fully talking babyish talk to the cat almost forgetting Truebridge was in the room. “I know you have we’ve talked before. I was a sixth or seventh year.” She always remembered the animals she had talked to. Now people she got confused. As the cat moved and stuck it’s butt up Cassie just laughed and scratched his back with her nails.
“Well..” she continued to coo at the kitty. “he doesn’t like to be called old and every time it’s said he uses your favorite plant as his litter box.” Whoops that probably wasn’t very nice. Her green eyes scanned the area wondering if that plant was in the room, but didn’t wish to fully know. “He wants to explore more and maybe find a lady cat his age.” Ohhhh lonely kitty. She started to cringe a bit, “and he’s been eyeing a new pair of pumps you bought I would make sure they are somewhere he can’t get to. Personally I put my shoes in the oven so there is a door to keep my kitties out.” That was such an awesome idea she had.
Her thoughts of the cat distracted by the shopping. “Why be torn just shop everywhere and wear all the wonderful names.” This was her theory at least. No discriminating on the beautiful things. She admired her own shoes before looking back towards the headmistress. “mmhm they are. I just love them.” She loved all her shoes really. An outfit wasn’t fully completed without the perfect shoes.
Laughing with the headmistress though she wasn’t sure why she was laughing until the woman started and said good one as though she had been joking. “Oh detention. Well I hope to never have one, but if I did. Well I guess I would want to monitor my own. I was the one to give it so I should be the one being responsible for it. “ She looked at the headmistress a bit out of sorts. “I’m not a fan of any really, but if I have to do something some apology writing would do well.” Though she hoped she’d never have to be so mean.
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