 PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Today, for the first time in his life, Coby had seen a physical resemblance between himself and his older sister. Who was biologically his mum's cousin, so he technically shouldn't look like her very much, but Suri's dark circles had made their way to his eyes now and underneath his class Coby Rider-Mae looked like death.
How she made those pretty album covers he couldn't understand.
Coby managed a nod at the professor in greeting, and took his place at the edge of the little gathering of people. He usually stood at the front but the fifth year couldn't imagine doing that today. Too much effort to be himself. He'd be someone else for a few days, just until things became a little more normal. If that was even possible.
__________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________
but I don't have to write them in ink_____
_____________I could still change the end |