Frangelina || twitter addict || Music of the Sun || The Fresh Princess of Bellaire
Rhea slid out of the common room. She didn't feel like being in there. She didn't feel like being around her house mates. Why? She had no idea. She had heard rumours about another Huffie death and couldn't bare to picture the wide blank stare of someone she might have seen before in her common room. She slid down against the wall and pulled her knees up to her chin and sighed sadly. Why huffies? She felt the tears sting her eyes and tried hard to hold them at bay.
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