The Disappearing Girl | | Swooping Bowtruckle
Karma was still smirking slightly as she eyed Piper's wobbling and trying to balance. Maybe the skirt was a little short for winter, and she wasn't going to completely diss on it yet. "Is this for somebody special?" she inquired. Better not be for Emiliano. AHEM.
Precious' tail flicked back and forth along the back of her owner, trying to assess the new person about to fall down. Of course, if she did, Precious would be the first one to administer kisses to the booboo's! Oh yes she would. She got ready in her pouce position.
Karma put down one arm, but still had the other across her body, holding Piper's letter. "Anyway," she said, playing with her necklace. "I got your letter, which is why I'm roaming the halls by myself. Emiliano gave it to me, and I finally decided I wasn't busy enough to come find you." Eh, a little bit harsher than what she had meant, but it didn't really matter. Piper disliked her as much as she disliked the tottering Gryffindor.
Smirk.
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