the joke was on me

⊰ dillon ortega ⊱ ⊰ seventh. ravenclaw. halfblood. d.a. ⊱

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&&. cxeurdelion.

“Uh oh—!!”

               “ HOLY LIQUOROLEE!! Looks like someone’s stuck in a sitch, huh dumplin’?? ” From it’s spot tucked into her bra strap, Dillon produced a small, hot pink flask, and swapped it out for the empty one. “ Don’t sweat it, little goldilocks. Dillon comes in  C L U T C H  for the cuties in need, ” she assured, and executed a small dance of her own. 

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&&. kindheartings.

“Alright, I know one of these isn’t spiked, right?? ONE OF THESE – so – could you please tell me which one??”

             Lips drawn to a curve in sympathy, she intercepted, pushing away the student Jane had been talking to’s offer of a cup. ( And a subtle baring of  t e e t h  when he begun to protest. ) “ NOT THAT ONE, no way, no how. You can’t trust BOYS, ya’ know?? ” Dillon said, turning to the younger girl. “ They’re just no DAMN good. ”