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pandora stood just outside the great hallâs doors, her arm loosely looped with her dateâs. she didnât dare look at him yet, for fear that he might turn into a troll and sheâd wake up in the ravenclaw dorms. another few seconds marked an important moment of realization for the blonde, and she sucked in a shaky breath. placing her hand over the one that clung to edgarâs arm, she glanced at him. a bright smile erased the nerves on her expression, and she winked at him. (oh god, why had she winked at him?)Â âafter you, sir.â @ebxnes
â I canât wink, â edgar said --- somewhere in the vicinity of both apologetic and amused. edgar hadnât expected to end up with a date for the ball; he knew the asking process could be stressful for some people, and why would he want to add to that tension? but he could admit he was pleased to be going with pandora, and very much looking forward to enjoying the evening with one of his closest friends. â or Iâd try that back at you, of course. â he grinned, and not moving so fast heâd dislodge pandora, he pushed the door open and stepped in. â câmon! â
















