Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese CHAOS AND MAYHEM. THROW AND TOPPLE STUFF. AWW, YASS!
...and Bentley had earned himself a brilliantly pretty smile. 100 POINTS?! That was so many...but yes, Liv had to agree. She obviously DID deserve them. Had he seen her nail that Ravenclaw girl?!...AND THAT BADGED MEANY FACE?! HAD HE HEARD HER GRYFFINDOR BATTLE CRY?!
Also, Blaise, who'd been looking at her in a playfully challenging way, lightly threatened due to her jello cube......buuuuut before they could start attacking one another, THE RAIN CAME. RAAAAIN. Olivia, who was not the least bit perturbed by the cold wetness, CEASED everything she'd been doing and flung her arms outward. Blonde hair plastered to her face from red spaghetti sauce and water, she twirled expertly...kinda...Haha, the floor was so slick from the combination of smeared food, rain, and tears that her foot almost gave out on her, causing her to stumble over herself a bit. HAHAHA. SHE STILL DIDN'T CARE ONE BIT. "DRIP....DROP.....DRIP....DROP....."
...and she was STILL sloppily twirling. There was a Disney song for this situation, as there usually was. FROM BAMBI, TOO! "....DRIP DRIP DROP, LITTLE APRIL SHOOOWERS....BEATING A TUNE AS YOU FALL ALL AROUND...."
Also, the water was serving to rinse her off a bit, so...who was losing here?! No doubt they were ALL in trouble, but that was simply another day in the life of Olivia Phillips. So....BLONDE HAIR, DON'T CARE! In fact, as she liked to allow her actions to emphasize on these things, she twirled closer to Bentley and grabbed his hands, urging him to dance with her.
She would've grabbed Blaise...but he suddenly looked so serious. Liv thought he might've needed a moment.
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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