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[4/4]
In just three weeks the bond was already visible between you and those two blondes, you couldn't be any happier whenever you were with them.
It was a little past three in the afternoon, Sunday. You were outside in the backyard of the academy helping misty mend the wounds of the baby squirrel she found underneath the big tree although you weren't much of a help since Misty herself could redo everything back to how it was again.
It was all silent, only the tiny whimpers of the delicate furry animal was heard until Misty broke it "Hey, mind if I ask ya' what's with ya' Delia and that woman who always flip her hair?" her ocean eyes flickered up matching your own.
You tried to hide away your face but it was no use, Misty had seen already how red your whole face was "Um.... I still don't know but I like them more than friends."
Eyes scanned around as if afraid that this conversation would leak "I'm happy for you kiddo,"she whispered and scooted a little bit closer, "You treasure a good gem, Miss Delia deserve the whole damn world, (y/n). Promise me you'd never hurt her like Hank did."
"I promise, Misty."
But then the conversation had drifted away to something, Misty was suspicious – not of you but Cordelia, she had seen the woman a few times usually around 1-2 am, exiting the back door and proceeding to the garden. You cooed waiting for her to continue but Misty was stone cold in her position, eyes were no longer locked with your, she stared past you with her thin lips pressed together. For sure something terrible was seen last night but the Cajun lady.
"Misty, what did you find out?" you pressed on, wanting to know what she had found out the involved the supreme.
The blonde was about to speak up only if a loud voice calling up for you hadn't stopped her from doing so. "(Y/n)!" at this, both yours and Misty's body jolted up, cracking Misty out of her deep contemplation.
