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CHRISTOPHER DOLOHOV WAS A MANGLY TADPOLE. no, he wasn’t, but that’s what leona uttered under her breath as she scribbled furiously away onto the piece of parchment on her lap. ‘ who does he think he is, telling me ’ she should have known better than to speak of the devil when he’s known to always be LURKING around corners. ‘ it’s on my to-do list. ’ maybe she would have thanked him, if he wasn’t such a pompous, gorgeous, arrogant TOAD. rolling her eyes, leona smacked the quill to the page, head tilted up to WATCH him in disbelief. ‘ why does everything have to be about that? don’t you have ANY decency? ’
SHE ALREADY KNEW THE ANSWER TO THAT QUESTION. leona sighed, pulling the ends of her long flowery dress over her crossed ankles to fend off the COLD. ‘ i can’t imagine i have anything else to say that would be of INTEREST to you. ’ nothing that wouldn’t feed further on her PRUDE-ISH reputation, and certainly nothing she expected someone like HIM to understand anyway. she didn’t think even she knew all the answers to his many questions. leona shifted uncomfortably against the stone, twisting the parchment into a cylinder before tucking it into her bag. ‘ WHY are you so curious about my endeavours, christopher? ’
DID HE NOT LIVE VICARIOUSLY ENOUGH ON HIS OWN? judging by all the stories she’d heard of him, she certainly thought so. even if she should know better than to trust rumours. her breath drew short as he inched closer, bringing with him the smell of PINE and SPICE. she wondered if no, no, she didn’t wonder. ‘ i taste pleasure in books and magic, and APPLES. and i don’t usually need to be blindfolded to enjoy them. ’ she had to stand to evade his proximity, moving backwards as she relished in the NEW air in her lungs that didn’t smell of him. ‘ i don’t have a reason. i just don’t feel. . . anything like that. ’
she’d WONDERED if there was something WRONG with her. ‘ there is NOTHING wrong with NOT experiencing THAT. ’
