Post by Deleted on Mar 28, 2021 8:31:57 GMT -7
Let 'em sell what they are sellin', there are no buyers here So gather all the rebels now, we'll rebel-rouse and sing aloud We don't care
11 JAN 2026
It had only been a week since returning to Hogwarts, and already, Isabel was done with it all. She had skipped a chunk of her classes that previous Friday, and it was already the final day of the weekend. Isabel had been sitting in the common room, drawing in her sketchpad, seated before the roaring fire. Her fingers moved over the drawing, shading it to her heart's desire. With each brush of her finger, she felt the picture change from what she wanted to trash. She wrinkled her nose, stuck out her tongue in an attempt to fix her mistake. But with each passing second, it was getting worse and worse.
Her headphones blasted her favorite music, thankful that she had gotten an enchanted MP3 player some time ago. It meant music, anytime, anywhere...no matter if it was in the wizarding world or muggle. But it didn't stop the sound of someone in the common room growing increasingly loud. She wasn't sure if they were coming from the dorms downstairs or from outside into the area. But they were growing louder, even over the sound of her music. She was growing more and more frustrated between the loud voice and the messed-up art.
Finally, her final straw broke, and the young brunette stood to her full height, ripped the headphones from her ear, ripped out the picture from her sketchbook, and hissed out, "Shut the fuck up!"
@friday
MADE BY VEL OF GS
