 A Poop * k8 *
...Lynley hadn't spent so much time in the cafeteria area of the Ministry than while this...Assassin's game was happening. Her office sufficed just FINE as a place to eat-but now, she found herself eating in public......secretly catching gazes with her team-mates, making MENTAL plans and trying to execute--so far, to no avail.
Hmph.
But as she entered the area today and was about to sit at some of the tables....she spotted him.
Aron.
ARON.
Lynley shoved her hand into her pocket and wrapped her fingers around the tiny, silver ball...and it all seemed to happen in slow motion. She aimed for the back of his head....and FIRED--flinging the ball right for his hair! It was going to hit! IT WAS!
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin
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