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He hadn't planned to say anything, not at first. That left them with what might have felt like an excruciatingly long and silent ascent to the Headmaster's office. Even after they got there, all the man did was nudge the door open for her to enter before him and gesture her to the seat opposite his at the large wooden desk.
Malachi took the time to re-organize and shuffle around a few of the papers at his desk. Some he placed into the top drawer, some he moved to the very corner. That done, he took his own seat and looked to the young girl.
Angry? Nope. Definitely not. Whatever would've given her such a bizarrely accurate idea? Calm, he was calm. In truth, by this point he was more just disappointed with her. With the destruction of the arena, he could rage for another week but her personally...that was another story.
The Headmaster honestly expected her to know better.
So there he sat, waiting for her to state the obvious business that had brought her here.
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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