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Pinky
"Well I am sorry. There is nothing I can do about it now," she said miserably. Gosh dang. She was TRYING to be nice... make the dramaz go away and THIS was what she got. What was the point in trying?
She should probably just leave and go live in the France house and be alone. She wouldn't bother people there... Sighing heavily and actually sniffling a little as tears sprung to her eyes she said, "Sorry."
Rubbing her cheek until it was red, Evelyn scowled and picked up another napkin and dipped into into the goblet that sat in front of her on the table. What was Poof going to say now once she smelled monkey slobber on her cheek now? NOTHING. That's what. 'Cause cats couldn't talk. GAH!
Huffing quietly, the Slytherin looked over to the Gryffindor...and had to take a double glance. Was she seeing this properly? Did she HEAR that properly? Wasn't SHE the one that came over here to whine and have Lexi ask her what was wrong?
Eh.
Feeling a bit uncomfortable now, which was a bit of a relief to tell the truth, Evelyn played with the wet napkin somewhat, not really...knowing what to do. Or say. She wasn't good with this stuff.
"Are you...alright?" Hmmm?
"I mean, I guess monkey slobber isn't...all that...bad..." Eh?