 curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
Nope. Nope nope nope nope nope.
Nettie was quite positive that she would not be able to take this lesson seriously, or even make it through the whole thing without freaking out.
Dopple was a GHOST. Not only that, she'd been eaten by the little pink creatures that Nettie had adored. They'd turned out to be evil, murderous monsters, and the whole thing just irked her to no end.
AND HER HAIR WAS STILL GROWING.
Things were not going well for Nettie, and even though she tried to smile at the ghost of Dopple as she walked in...nope. Couldn't do it. She could barely look at her. No no no no no no.
She was going to have a panic attack. She was gonna lose it. LOSE. IT.
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid |