- Messages
- 326
- OOC First Name
- Jess S
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Wand
- 10 inch knotted rigid Ash with a Hippogryff feather core
- Age
- 2/14/2034 (24)
Amaya was having a rough time. Baron was getting on her nerves, she still hadn't spoken to Abian, and she had felt really vulnerable since the fight. She slipped away to the abandoned classroom, relieved it was... well, abandoned. She had brought along a small radio, even if the quality of the music wasn't as good, a bit staticy and not loud enough for a proper dance number. She didn't care though, she needed the escape.
She let the music wash over her for a bit, dancing like no one was watching. But the music got to her, a bit more than she intended, and when a particular bit started, bright and upbeat and everything she associated with Abian, she stilled, biting her lip as her composure crumbled. She stepped back, leaning against the wall before sliding down it. She started to cry, pulling her knees up to her chest and burying her face in her arms.
She let the music wash over her for a bit, dancing like no one was watching. But the music got to her, a bit more than she intended, and when a particular bit started, bright and upbeat and everything she associated with Abian, she stilled, biting her lip as her composure crumbled. She stepped back, leaning against the wall before sliding down it. She started to cry, pulling her knees up to her chest and burying her face in her arms.