 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
Emerging from the bathroom, she went to her room and hurriedly changed, her mind racing. She wanted to see him again but a part of her didn't. The awkwardness, the tension it felt so weird, but in a another sense it felt exciting. Slipping a t-shirt over head and pulling on a black skirt, she quickly curled her hair with her wand and made her way to the kitchen, sitting once more upon the work top. |