#kitty-wildom

[sofiawilde]

Text: I love you more than I can say. Be safe. I'm making phone calls to our aunt to try and arrange something for you. You might be with Jasper Puckerman if she can get him as well, but you're the priority.

Text: Okay, thank you. I love you too.

[wyattsylvester]

PM: Congratulations on your A+, Wyatt Sylvester. We've been lacking in communication once again and this seemed like a good opportunity to spark some up again.

PM: Thanks. It was my first one. I was pretty proud of it. You got an A-, I believe. Very decent grade.

[sofiawilde]

PM: Isaac Sterling is ordering you to do something. He's probably going to make you organize his extensive collection of hair dyes and chemicals. I'd give you something to poison him with, but I'm pretty sure that's illegal or something... Tread lightly around him. He's an idiot with a short fuse. If he gives you any trouble, tell me.

PM: Yeah, I saw~ It's actually kind of fun so don't you worry your cute little butt, Kitty! I'll tell you if he does something I dislike, though.

[sirharrisonclarington]

Do you think I'd be able to trouble you for a dance this evening, Harrison Clarington?

As long as the ol' ball and chain lets me go, I'm sure that can be arranged.

[sirharrisonclarington]

PM: How're you holding up, Harrison? I hope you're well...which is more than I can say for the majority of the imbeciles at this god-forsaken Academy...but they don't matter, so we don't speak of them. Unless we're drenching them in holy water.

PM: I'm doing quite well, Kitty. Just watching morons that had sex and ended up in the ER. My father taught me how to be a heartless bastard when need be, so I managed to make it through yesterday shock free. Yes, I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that people left the fucking state without even checking with Miss Roselle to see if everything was sorted out... How idiotic can you be? How are you doing?

[sofiawilde]

PM: Tell me what's going on with the punishment. Who's name are you sending in? Also, I'll be in charge of your aftercare when everything is said and done.

PM: I don't know, I just sent my own name. 

[sirharrisonclarington]

Text: Hey there, Harrison. I went out last night with Sebastian and Hunter. Hunter got pretty wasted. I made sure he got home alright, but would you check on him for me? Also, if you tell anyone that I'm worrying or caring about another person, I'll shave your hair off while you're asleep. :)

Text: Thanks for telling me. I'll swing by and give him some aspirin. Your secret is safe with me and don't touch my hair.

[sirharrisonclarington]

PM: Good evening, Harrison. If possible, could you please name at least one submissive that you don't care for? You are free to name as many as you'd like, however.

PM: That Alec Champion is worthless... Even though he's gotten a bit better, Elliot Rose is a smart ass so I don't like him all that much, and the one time Silas Anderson talked to me, he annoyed the fuck out of me, so there's that. Have your pick, but Alec would be at the top of my list seeing that his stupidity caused my sister to suffer an additional punishment.