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kayquilz
Victoria didn't care if the boy followed her or not because unfortunately, he had already witnessed her crying, and there was no way she perform an obliviate spell to make him forget. She hadn't done a single spell yet because her dad had said NO MAGIC UNTIL YOU LEARN AT SCHOOL. Normally, V didn't care about following rules, but honestly, messing around with a wand seemed foolish at best. So she had followed this rule.
And thus, she did not know how to erase someone's memory yet.
She snatched the tissue aggressively and blow her noise loudly enough to make a scene had she still been in the corridor. "Th-thank you," she said softly, dabbing at her eyes with her chest still heaving from the sniffling. Tears still steadily streamed down her cheeks, and she glanced out the window longingly. "I m-miss my dog already." The words opened the waterfall that she had just worked so hard to dam up!
UGH.
She was crying into her tissues. Again.
He couldn't help but wonder if this was what he looked like too in the bathroom not too long ago. He almost had a twinge of feeling bad for the girl, since her sadness had happened very uh ... publicly. At least he'd been able to school his face back in his normal calm and collected
and aloof.
She grabbed a tissue and the LOUD blow had him nearly wince, but instead he just reached behind to shut the door a bit more, but not fully in case one of his sister's went by. It was better if they could see him, or him see them. And he would guess by the noises from this cabin, anyone going by would look in. He put the rest of the tissue pack on the seat next to her, figuring she would definitely need more of those.
"Sure thing." Because honestly the least he could have done was offer tissues and point out an empty compartment. He was about to ask if she needed anything else, but then she said she missed her dog. All the crying was over a dog??? Not even her parents??? He blinked but figured he could venture to ask questions about it. When Noah used to go away to school by himself, it had helped him talk about him when he missed him.
"I'm sorry. What kind of dog is it? What's it's name?"