@amonefati
she can’t stop laughing more than a few moments at a time-- and that’s all her fault, truly. she should have stopped earlier, but it’s peer pressure and the need to fit in that made her keep going. but now her body’s racking with giggles at the smallest little thing-- her cheeks a pretty pink and a smile curled on her lips as she staggers her way along with mone. her shoe catches and she yelps, hopping a bit before catching herself. shaking her head at herself, she turns her head to address the other girl. they need to be making their way out of the chamber relatively soon-- with the whispers of basilisks, the sounds of hissing and all the creepy crawlies that have begun to scurry about.
“mone-- shouldn’t we...” her eyebrows furrow, head tilting to the side as she steps her way over to the girl. “hey! what do you--” another giggle, one that she harshly smacks her chest at, grimacing. “whatcha got there?”
