 Sarah thinks I'm cute | Shan's safe space.
As much as she complained about returning to school, Billie secretly didn't mind. Sure, she had her OWLs this year, and that was basically the worst thing that could ever happen, but this was where all her friends where. Being able to share a room with your best friends, and see them all the time, make plans on a whim - that really was something wonderful about boarding school. Sure, she'd miss her dance lessons and all of the free time - but if her friends were here, why would she want to be at home?
Having spent the train and carriage journeys with Brayla, the twins parted on entrance to the Great Hall with promises to catch up later. Billie watched her sister head over to the Hufflepuff table, briefly catching a glimpse of Reuben (ugh, the school would be a much better place when her cousin had graduated next year), before turning her attention to finding a seat at the Gryffindor table. Once settled, she cast her gaze around the hall again - this time settling on a familiar face at the Slytherin table. Or, rather, a familiar mop of hair, because it seemed that Yves was asleep. Propping an elbow on the table and her chin in her hand, Billie drifted off into a daydream where Yves was asleep on her lap, and she was playing with his hair. If only. Suffice to say, her attention was far away from anything happening in the vicinity.
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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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