Above an Octave
_____Not sure why today's morning sunshine makes Millie get more irritated compared to the previous morning. She never hates morning before, although she occasionally went to bed a little later than she usually did when she was in her own bedroom in East Leake. In fact, it's actually quite the opposite. She likes how the morning cold breeze swept her awake when she opened the window. She likes to hear the chirping of birds cheerfully makes her day. At least until today.
_____Millie felt restless. Why indeed, maybe because of the arrival of new first-years? Because this year Ravenclaw get more kiddos to assigned to its peak tower rather than another three houses? Millie cringed herself since she was just a year older than them she have no right to said that, yet. She clicked her tongue out of her own frustration, letting her blanket and bunkbed go, and reluctantly step out off her room.
_____There aren't even ten steps yet, Millie suddenly felt her ears stung by a loud, too excessive energy driven by Ravenclaw Common Room's inhabitant this morning. She don't know whose voice is that, she doesn't even have an energy to rise her head a little higher to looking at those people who already in there. She laid her eyes to no one, and just dragged her feet outside, descending the tower to started her breakfast, hoping it can boost her mood even just a little.
_____In the long table she sat, eating her breakfast in silence. Eyes frequently closed, as if she can't hold it open for any longer than a minute. While doing so, Millie rummaged her pocket, looking for her pocket journal to check what class she must attend in her first period today. See? She don't even have a chance to do that before she got out off her room. Lucky enough she don't miss or forget anything else beside that since she always prepared it before she hit the bed last night. Sure, the girl hopes it'll be this smooth for the next few hours so she wouldn't be worry of—
_____Or not.
_____Her journal fell to the floor in the same time someone bumped her shoulder. She faintly heard their apology, but that's it. Millie doesn't give a care too anyway as she bend down and picked her journal up herself, put it on the table. Eyes directed to no one as for anyone's sake so they don't think this girl will attempt any crime whatsoever in the near time.
_____Not long after that, she heard a flock group getting closer to her radar and one person sat beside her. Millie still set her eyes on her note, literally have no mind with whoever sit right beside her since it was public place after all. At least that's what she thought until her ears perked up, caught a familiar voice she heard before in the common room. The booming voice she heard before that causing her to get out quickly out of there.
_____It was then she turned her head, taking her eyes off from her journal to see who on earth might be the owner of that voice. Surprising yet not too surprising, it was the face she was familiar about. Too familiar even. Quite oddly enough she doesn't realized it from the very beginning.
_____"Auclair," she called him, just above a whisper since she's certain he can clearly heard her in this distance. "What making you so happy about? I can even hear your voice within one kilometer radius. Care to share?"
_____Millie felt restless. Why indeed, maybe because of the arrival of new first-years? Because this year Ravenclaw get more kiddos to assigned to its peak tower rather than another three houses? Millie cringed herself since she was just a year older than them she have no right to said that, yet. She clicked her tongue out of her own frustration, letting her blanket and bunkbed go, and reluctantly step out off her room.
_____There aren't even ten steps yet, Millie suddenly felt her ears stung by a loud, too excessive energy driven by Ravenclaw Common Room's inhabitant this morning. She don't know whose voice is that, she doesn't even have an energy to rise her head a little higher to looking at those people who already in there. She laid her eyes to no one, and just dragged her feet outside, descending the tower to started her breakfast, hoping it can boost her mood even just a little.
_____In the long table she sat, eating her breakfast in silence. Eyes frequently closed, as if she can't hold it open for any longer than a minute. While doing so, Millie rummaged her pocket, looking for her pocket journal to check what class she must attend in her first period today. See? She don't even have a chance to do that before she got out off her room. Lucky enough she don't miss or forget anything else beside that since she always prepared it before she hit the bed last night. Sure, the girl hopes it'll be this smooth for the next few hours so she wouldn't be worry of—
_____Or not.
_____Her journal fell to the floor in the same time someone bumped her shoulder. She faintly heard their apology, but that's it. Millie doesn't give a care too anyway as she bend down and picked her journal up herself, put it on the table. Eyes directed to no one as for anyone's sake so they don't think this girl will attempt any crime whatsoever in the near time.
_____Not long after that, she heard a flock group getting closer to her radar and one person sat beside her. Millie still set her eyes on her note, literally have no mind with whoever sit right beside her since it was public place after all. At least that's what she thought until her ears perked up, caught a familiar voice she heard before in the common room. The booming voice she heard before that causing her to get out quickly out of there.
_____It was then she turned her head, taking her eyes off from her journal to see who on earth might be the owner of that voice. Surprising yet not too surprising, it was the face she was familiar about. Too familiar even. Quite oddly enough she doesn't realized it from the very beginning.
_____"Auclair," she called him, just above a whisper since she's certain he can clearly heard her in this distance. "What making you so happy about? I can even hear your voice within one kilometer radius. Care to share?"
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4th of September, 2026
594WC
@Chatt Auclair
594WC
@Chatt Auclair
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