Was she free? The boys were at least. Ophelia jumped up from her uncomfortable seat and fanned her uniform over her sweaty tummy. Realizing now that she was hungry after the entire ordeal, the blonde decided to go to the Great Hall and eat while the boys served their detention. Maybe she'd hide some cheese in her pockets for them when they got out. But then ther was the issue of getting into more trouble for smuggling food. WAIT! The candy stash she kept in her bag last year that she forgot to take out. It would be slightly gross, but no worse than not eating. And candy was like the international language of 'please be my friend again'.

"Thank you for hearing my story. Sorry for having to come here." She pushed the messy blonde ponytail behind her ear and smiled gratefully. "Never coming here again." PAUSE. "Not that you guys aren't great... For authority figures, anyway, but I'm not getting in trouble again! I have apologies to go do, thank you for your time. " And wiping any tears that may have fallen from her grey-blue eyes, Ophelia grabbed her backpack and smiled for what had to be the first time since the fight actually happened, making a plan to run up to the dorm and grab the bag of sticky candy from her bag.... That she totally didn't have.