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❝Mostly, I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit.❞

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@edgxrbones
❝Mostly, I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit.❞
@maryroars
❝You’re like the anti-cupid.❞
With her mask in hand, Amelia’s arms were crossed against her chest with heels echoing alongside each and every step. While there were promises of sticking in a group of friends, the blonde had found herself sitting alone at a table with only a plate of pumpkin pasties to keep her company. The kitchens seemed a place of a more promising night than the hall, and so she slipped out during The Weird Sisters performance of Magic Works.
The chorus echoed throughout the castle as a couple giggled in one of the dark corners of the corridor. Just as Amelia approached the entrance a pair of heavy footsteps sounded behind her, blonde tendrils lifting from her shoulders as she turned.