 Open (: Sarah thinks I'm cute | Shan's safe space.
With a free period before dinner, Florrie was one of the first students into the Great Hall. Taking her favourite seat - close enough to the doors to be able to leave quickly and watch everyone come and go, but not right on the end of the table - she poured herself a glass of pumpkin juice and pulled a book from her bag.
The standard horror book, to the outside. But, as usual, it was a crap teen romance that she would never admit to liking. Not that she was paying too much attention to it - rather, she was peering over the top every time someone walked in.
Staying on top of the school gossip was a full time job, after all.
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⇀ Standing now, calling all the people here to see the show_____________________________
Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽
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