cromwellwitches:
【 🎃 ❝ ooh, you’re observant, congratulations! ❞ tempest mocked gleefully. she watched as the strange girls face contorted with laughter, and rolled her eyes.
she looked down at her perfectly manicured nails, admiring the purple sparks flying from her fingertips. she was completely disinterested with the girl, but glanced up vaguely when she spoke again.
she cackled, a delighted smirk crossing her face. ❝ at least you know who i am. i haven’t got a clue who you are. and maybe i’m full of myself, but at least my self-esteem isn’t cripplingly low— like yours clearly is, dearie. you want to puke? then puke! here, i even have a bucket for you! ❞
she snapped her fingers and plastic bucket appeared directly in front of the opposing girl. ❝ knock yourself out, bitch. ❞ 】
“ my self-esteem is low, but at least i’m working on getting better. ” she gave a sickeningly sweet smile. “ people like you don’t WANT to be better. they want to be bitter little bitches who own the place and make plain ol’ janes like me hate themselves. ”
she honestly didn’t care what the other thought of her. sadie had her fair share of bitches in her life, and she meant nothing more to her than they did. she spat in the bucket, completely disregarding the witch’s taunt.
“ honestly, i prefer that you don’t know me. i’d hate to be associated with such a spoiled brat. but that’s just me. ” sadie crossed her arms, a defense mechanism that she’d developed, and bit her lip. she knew that you couldn’t reason with people like tempest. it would only end poorly for her. but god would she try.