17 Jul 2022, 07:42
It's A Small World
date: july 1st time: 10:30 am warnings: none featuring: @hui ming mood music: breakfast in america by supertramp |
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| ── | another year was over and thankfully, lucky had managed to survive it. not just survive, she was sure this could be counted as thriving. she joined many clubs, made new potential friends, and generally lived in a much better way than her first year had gone. she was a little pleased with herself, smiling as she hummed a song. lucky made her way down the aisle of the train. the hustle and bustle of other students jostled her small form as she searched for a compartment to get comfortable inside. her belongings were settled, her dad had promised to meet her at the platform, and she had summer camp to look forward to in a couple of weeks. absolutely nothing could spoil her mood!
lucky staggered forward, bumped by a bigger student -- a fifth year by the look of him. she resisted the urge to bare her teeth and start yelling for three reasons: 1) she was not a dog, 2.) the opposition was both bigger and more powerful than she was. the hallway was narrow and lucky knew that being scrappy wouldn't get her out of this situation, and finally 3.) she was working on her anger. after receiving a thorough kick in her teeth due to not being able to control her anger, lucky promised herself that she wouldn't let the explosive emotion lead her astray. she swallowed her annoyance, glared at the older boy, and forcefully pushed her way past him. he stumbled backward but only briefly. lucky took the opportunity to slide open a compartment door, slipping inside before he even finished yelling ❛ oi!❜ the compartment was empty, thank goodness. she breathed a sigh of relief, flopping down onto the comfortable seat with her eyes drifting closed. she heard the steam engine of the train get going, smoke billowing from the side. soon, they'd be on their way. she'd get all the chocolate frogs she desired and would be able to lock her school robes up for two whole months. lucky stretched her legs, feet kicking up to rest on the space across from her. she sighed, throwing her hands up and placing them behind her head. ❛ now, this, i can get used to.❜ ────────────────────── ㅤ ೃ⁀➷ㅤ──────────────────────
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