Failure. Epic. FAILURE! Inside her head, Daphne could hear centuries of her pureblooded ancestors shrieking in pain of pride and prestige lost. As if to silence the painful inner monologue, Miss Hopton covered her face with her hands and turned sideways on the spot, groaning against her palms.
FAILURE. UNACCEPTABLE FAILURE! Quote:
Originally Posted by Professor Ian JigglyPuff Ashby
"Oh, excellent work!" Ian said, clapping his hands together. "What a great success!"
Daphne ventured to peek at the Professor between her short stubby fingers, a disbelieving laugh escaping her before she could return to hide behind her hands once more.
REPUTATION IN SHAMBLES. DISOWNED FROM FAMILY!
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Originally Posted by The Lovely Celandine
"Are you okay?" Celandine asked, looking up at Daphne innocently, "Want to borrow my notes?" Cela scooted her glisseo shoes back and forward under the table, idly letting them slide, stop and stick in turn.
Too frustrated to cry, Daphne simply refused to see the light (quite literally) and continued to seek solace behind her own hands. Even as she heard Celandine speak to her, it was her wounded ego that didn't allow her to face her friend head on without speaking harshly at her. "Not even your notes can save me now."