 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Her face was full of the same level of enthusiasm as there had been during her sorting. (Spoiler alert: none) Odaline was one of the first, if not the first (she'd know if she had been paying attention), to join this table tonight and so she had first pick of the seats left empty by the older and returning students. None of which she chose, for Odaline was not one to do like others her age.
No, no.
Odaline went and sat on the floor at the end of the table and kept her arms firmly crossed.
She belonged to no table and no house. She was already itching to scratch off any branding the hat had put on her body. No and thank you.
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