brewerys
you look miserable. going for a new fashion statement?
brewerys
@nacarie, or so i’ve been told. [ alev contrasted her, rather than marble he would reflect a jagged stone. full of edges, dark, and monochromatic. like he didn’t really know who he was, a blank canvas just waiting to be painted, carved, anything. the ravenclaw sits beside her, not by will but by the nature of assigned seatings which was beyond either of their control. ] exchange students are usually out of the loop, ana and i didn’t really know about it until later. ours still need to come in, not to mention we only have a bit away until we return. [ an inevitable return, one which alev wouldn’t look forward to. a familiar bubble of irritation, maybe anger. but the boy swallows it, letting his rib cage threaten to rupture as long as he didn’t overreact to his own whims and thoughts. ] it’s lacking, but you look fine. you always do. [ was that a compliment? no, just brutal honesty. alev would try to remain cordial with the slytherin girl. there would be no point to make enemies, and compliments and whole—ful truths would be given when there was no need to lie. ] you make simple, complex. i doubt lucius (?) or anybody else could top your fashion sense and style.
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nacarie
observant, aren’t we? [ she murmured, her tone as smooth and cold as polished marble, though a flicker of discomfort flashed across her face. her nose scrunched slightly, betraying the misery she tried so carefully to conceal. ] pity that it’s wasted on something so trivial. [ she added, her gaze sweeping dismissively over his attire. ] didn’t you receive the memo about the new uniform? [ she continued, a hint of disdain creeping into her voice. ] honestly, i preferred the previous one; it had a certain elegance that this simply lacks. [ she always prided herself on looking perfect and put together, as everyone knew, but in this moment, she felt anything but. of course, she would never show it. with a soft huff, she turned away, her hand adjusting the collar of her finely pressed slytherin robes—a deep green fabric trimmed with silver, fitting perfectly over her slender frame. she smoothed an invisible wrinkle, dismissing alec’s remark as effortlessly as she would a speck of dust .] @brewerys
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