 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
She watched as Archie left the room, running a hand down her arm where he had touched her. "If only it were that simple..." she mumbled quietly into the empty, silent room.
Swinging down the hallway, Darrin knocked, rather cheerfully for himself, upon the door and swaggered into the room, shutting the door behind him. "Why, hello Marcella." he smirked. She knew just by looking at him that this smile were false, she were in it deep this time. |