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Ahhh. Mere perfection was hardly the word to describe how beautiful her hair was. Truly. Evolette was sure that if she could marry herself legally, she probably would.
She closed the mirror with a loud snap, and placed it back into her pocket, reaching down to pick up her bag and carry on along her way.
When.... someone poked her nose.
Blinking, Evolette turned her cool blue eyes on a boy. He looked younger than her, age she wasn't quite certain of, but she knew that she'd never seen him around before.
"Thank you." she said, when he told her that she smelled nice. She was certain had this boy been older, her scent would have affected him another way, which, was mostly the reason she liked smelling like cinnamon.
"You do too actually." she added, she couldn't quite place the smell, but it wasn't the normal little boy smell of dirt and sweat, it was... clean and sort of girly.
"Thanks, I got it from Willow. I dunno if ya know her though."
To Cam, the girl was pretty and her hair made her look even more prettier. Oh wait, he shouldn't have said that. He was indeed a believer of cooties and it was illegal to say that, it sounded wrong to him that he would think a girl was pretty. Hehe. Well there were a few girls he thought was pretty and couldn't really stop from liking them, but like this one, they were way too old for him.
Sad sad sad.
And cinnamon, oh the sweet smell of cinnamon. It reminded him that he didn't eat much at the Great Hall or else he would've been late for classes and this girl certainly made him super hungry. The sound of his stomach grumbling came up, and he basically punched his own stomach in front of the girl's eyes.
It was a very odd thing to do, but he couldn't resist his stomach making noises that sounded like someone abusing a goat. If this girl smelled like cinnamon, then--Idea. Idea. Idea. Animal instincts. They were starting, and his eyes just shined and his face turned into a face of a maniac.
Cam couldn't stop his intention to... bite the girl's hand to see if she tasted like cinnamon too.
UGH. CAN'T. STOP. URGE. His mouth was already open and showed his almost white teeth in front of her. Now he looked like some nutcracker man, about to break something. Surely the girl would probably run away by now from this.
Yummy cinnamon. Think about the yummy cinnamon. She. Probably. Tastes... He couldn't stop himself really, so he basically fell down on the floor and twitched his body now and then, he looked about a total freak just about now. But his mouth was still open though, he wanted some cinnamon. He wanted cinnamon
NOW.