Regulus didn’t mean to disappear on Wendy at the party and ignore her text messages. He left without so much of a good bye and roamed the woods until he could feel himself calm down even just slightly. It was at least around midnight when he decided to send a text to Wendy. With his roommate still gone, the text was simple:
“Meet me. My room.”
That was all he could say as he perched on the window sill, watching the darkness surround them as if it were a cage. He felt completely trapped, and the only way out was death... death that would no doubt come to him if anyone figured out what he did. But he needed to tell Wendy. He needed to tell her everyone that happened because he couldn’t keep it in.
There was a soft tap on the door, and he flicked his wand without looking and the door swung open a bit too hard and crashed into the wall to the right, but he didn’t flinch. She was going to hate him for what he did. @wendysliinkhard
