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Everything about the Feast bothered Mason.
After everything that had happened this term, after all of the trauma, they were still doing this. Mason still had nightmares about that thing, still saw the way its tongue flicked between those razor-sharp teeth, still saw it bounding past her. She'd been completely out of it these last few weeks. She'd been skipping all of her classes, hiding away in the Library or the Dorm, her helplessness and frustration eating away at her.
And for once in her life, Mason didn't care how she looked. There were bags under her brown eyes and. . . she just felt tired, worn out. She didn't even have anyone to turn to, since she ran her own damn relationship into the ground.
With a sigh, the Snake took a seat at the almost empty table, pushing the plate and cutlery as far away from her as possible, her stomach already churning at the smell of the food. Why was she even here, again?
She just wanted to go home . . . she just wanted her family. |