 Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
He hadn't heard her shouts of a runaway student--though that might have explained the weird looks that staffer had been giving him when he went back out front to get his things. Similarly, he wasn't entirely sure what she was saying now.
At best, the boy was catching a word or two coming from Sophia's painted lips and they weren't making much sense to him if he was being totally honest. For that reason, the boy walked over to his notepad, glancing over at it while she went on.
By now he was fluent in quick quotes quill and knew not to take anything at face value. It was always a standard rule to read for overall meaning rather than word for word. Based on this...rather...colourful re-telling, he wasn't meant to have his quill in here. He knew that. Thank you Sophia for the recap. Having read the last of her words, the boy looked over at her again. That was when he saw it, the way her eyes pleaded with him. "Their not my charms. I don't own them and I don't need to do them. If you don't want to be locked in a room, go find someone else's frame to sit in. There are nice paintings that will be happy to have you." He was well aware of the portraits' habits of simply hopping from frame to frame.
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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