11 Aug 2025, 19:57
Bitter Heart for a Usually Bubby Girl
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By Victoria Blythe
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Date: 13/09/25 | Time:Late Afternoon | Outfit: X | CC: "Abc"
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By Victoria Blythe
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Date: 13/09/25 | Time:Late Afternoon | Outfit: X | CC: "Abc"
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── Emiline was so so glad to be back at hogwarts, yes she attended the summer camp- but it was not long enough for her to be away from her workaholic mother- who meant well but did not act like it. Deep down, Emiline was glad that her father had been forced to leave but it also meant that there was added pressure on her mother to pay the bills, sort out school items and work- and she already knew that her mother's work was being iffy with her mother.
So once school started, Emiline found herself walking towards the library yet again, her place of pondering. whether it be crying, yelling or sulking, Emiline always found her way to the quiet retreat of the books and studying. She walked quickly and quietly but you could tell she was simmering below the surface. She got an owl that morning and she almost ripped and burnt it there and then. Her mother had owled her saying that her father- her stupid father had asked for a second chance- and her mother being the angel she is gave it to him. As she found a nook in the library she subconsciously rubbed her arm where her father had thrown a chair at her previously. Why had she given him a second chance? Why it's just stupid Her rage nearly bubbled over but the quietness of the library forced her to keep it in. Breathing deeply, she closed her eyes trying to calm the raging inferno, but it didn't simmer if anything it grew. So she pulled out the howler paper and began writing furiously- her loud writing disruptive and messy. The red paper somehow soothing her anger.
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: @Victoria Lena Jones | 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: N/A WC: 284
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: @Victoria Lena Jones | 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: N/A WC: 284
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Code credit: @Winnie Athanatos
Last edited by Emiline Hunter on 12 Aug 2025, 05:00, edited 4 times in total.
11 Aug 2025, 21:44
Bitter Heart for a Usually Bubby Girl
@Emiline HunterSummer vacation was over and the school year had begun. Tori was very excited to start school. She missed school terribly, but she wasn't very good at adjusting to new classes, so she was always hanging out in the library outside of classes.
When she opened the doors, the mystical scent of the library filled his nose. Without going to his usual seat in the library, she picked up a few books and sat down at the table. She began writing notes.
She looked up from the parchment when she heard the loud sound of writing. She had no idea how long she had been here, but the sound was truly disturbing. When she looked around, she realized that the girl sitting at the table near her was making noise. Curiously, she went to the girl and started talking in a sweet voice.
"Excuse me, could you please lower your voice a little? That was a terrible sentence, but I'm studying and your voice is preventing me from concentrating. Are you okay, by the way? You don't look too good."
When she examined the girl, she thought she wasn't in such a good condition. That's why she asked with curiosity.
21 Aug 2025, 07:23
Bitter Heart for a Usually Bubby Girl
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By Victoria Blythe
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Date: 13/09/25 | Time:Late Afternoon | Outfit: X | CC: "Abc"
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By Victoria Blythe
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Date: 13/09/25 | Time:Late Afternoon | Outfit: X | CC: "Abc"
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── Emiline glanced up from her furious writing. A girl just spoke piercing her rage bubble. She was being too loud?- too loud!? You have got to be kidding me- i'm trying to crash out quietly over here but nooooo- I'm too loud. She dropped her quill with a forced smile and let it clatter to the table. "Sorry, I'm just having a moment over here so kindly just try and tune me out- thanks" Her tone is bitter and sarcastic and the girl's eyes flash with hidden thoughts. Then she loudly started packing up her books, being loud just to spite to questioning girl. Emiline freezes when the other girl asks if she's okay. Her lip trembles as she almost breaks down but instead she bites her lip and focuses on the rage. "Am I ok? Am I ok? Pff have a freaking guess." Emiline responds dismissively, with a roll of her eyes, trying to hold back her tear gates with sarcasm and deflection. The not-so-okay girl crumpled up her howler and shoved it into her pocket. It's not like i was gonna send it anyways. She thought bitterly. She then placed her hands on her hips and looked at the girl exasperatedly, "Look I'm sorry. I guess, I've just got a lot going on- I'll just stop disturbing your "peace". Yeah I know that's no reason to being dismissive and rude... trust whatever you're about to say I've heard it before."
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: @Victoria Lena Jones | 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: N/A WC: 242/size]
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| 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉: @Victoria Lena Jones | 𝑴𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: N/A WC: 242/size]
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Code credit: Winnie Athanatos
OOC: Victoria Lena Jones deactivated: Abandoned thread