 Cutty and anybody?? she won't bite, I think. Rucole Club Club|| film lyfe || mac and cheese queen|| *exits with trunkshot*
Rorie was unusually...quiet. In much contrary to her festive hair and the way she acted this time last year. Surprisingly, she wasn't even in the mood to complain about this place or it's dreadful fashion choice. She had a summer that many would envy and yet...she still felt...empty.
Silently, she slid in next to Cutty, not really looking up to say hello or anything. The 15 year-old just stared at the silverware in front of her with her hands at her sides. Maybe it was because she wasn't looking to start trouble, at least today. She hadn't the will to deal with threats and whatnot. Her reflection in the well-polished plate was the only eye contact she was making.
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