“in your dreams. maybe if your head wasn’t the size of a bloody blimp, i’d be able to see the lesson and you wouldn’t be yapping away,” aurora spat at the boy. “your tongue, rosier: watch it before I take it.”
“ like you would be able to hurt a bird, sinistra.” Evan retored as he straightened up - making the other see even less in front of the class. “ better?”






