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Lenore liked strolling the school grounds at night. It helped her wind herself down and get ready to go to sleep. Usually, she found herself alone and unbothered on these little adventures of hers but not tonight. She saw the boys at the other end of the hallway and hoped that if she walked fast enough, she could pass them without engaging with them. Unfortunately, the opposite happened, the men sped up and came at her. However, what stopped her in her tracks was the third person with them, who looked like he had been dragged to hell and back.
“Evening dear.”
She tensed up as he got closer to her, resiting the urge to roll her eyes but unable to stop an expression of disgust for the proximity from appearing on her face. They began to explain what happened to him, an explanation which Lenore was less inclined to believe. The one part that didn’t surprise her was that they had come from the Umbra Coven. Everything new thing Lenore had learned about the Coven throughout her years at Wyndham made her more and more relieved that her brother belonged to a different house. She would never have been able to sleep at night if he belonged to the Coven. She couldn’t stop herself from rolling her eyes when one of them called her darling but she gasped when they let the boy’s body fall to the ground.
“Eejits.” She loudly muttered, rubbing her temples when the shock had worn off and she watched them scramble to pick him up off the ground. She became concerned for the boy’s well-being should he remain in their care, not confident that he would live to see the morning from pure stupidity and negligence. They asked her a second time to take him off their hands. “Fine. Give him to me. Gently.” She agreed, stressing the last part as she was fairly certain that if they dropped him on the ground again, she likely wouldn’t be able to pick him up.
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@idiot.exe - Nic