Toto * RotiSila * ToRo * Braveheart * Grandma & Mama Tori
Sitting as far away from the staff table as possible, with Ciaira at her side, Kaylah did her best to ignore everyone else. She didn't want to be here, regardless of how decent the food was at the start of term feast.
Back straight with hands in her lap, her eyes took in the room yet again dismayed at the elbows on the table. The shouting. The lack of china. The lack of ranged goblets and cutlery.
Honestly.
Sighing, she rolled her eyes at Ciaira and hoped the feast went faster than usual.
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