stefanxxnott:
“What the–” Not many people could get away with actions like this, or even being this loud with him, but of course, his sister would always remain on the top of the list of exceptions. “I suppose this means I am finding out you don’t read the Daily Prophet.” he countered. “Or my texts.” An amused smile stayed on his lips as he eyed the other. Clearly, she was very angry at him which meant he should keep the teasing to a minimum. “I assumed it would end before it even began, honestly.” he admitted with a sigh. “It’s Doe – and I thought she’d find a way to.. get us out of this.”
cecilia drew back ; had she really been that out of it lately ? it was a wonder no one picked up on it yet. a vial labeled perfume that wasn’t a scented accessory at all, but a means to get through her anger-fueling, repetitive days. the empty bottles shoved inside her bottomless trunk. it was a blessed thing she’d just woken up and wasn’t plastered now. “ i, uh, i don’t. mindless sheep might, but i can’t trust a word it says, usually, ” that much was true at least ; perhaps she’ll take an occasional peek but no more.
already she knew it was dorcas meadowes, but his verbal confirmation caused her to surge forward, dancer’s feet quickly placing her at his side. she’ll sink into the couch, a concerned frown on her pretty face. “ are you okay ? is she going to talk to her parents ? ” the brunette was unaware of anything save for their mutual indifference to each other. well, of course she knew that wasn’t how they truly felt, but neither wanted to be perceived as anything else.










