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- Yew Wand 14" Essence of Fairy Dust
Nicolette finally tired of trying to get some sleep when it was so obvious that it wasn't going to be happening, and picked herself up from the soft pillow she had been laying on. It had been days since she had been able to sleep properly to begin with and she was beginning to wonder if Damianos was literally trying to drive her insane or he just had an issue with everything she tried to do. Nicolette was still dressed in her Pajamas that she insisted on wearing all day because it really just bothered her to wear anything else. "I'm up now, I hope your happy." She said bitterly as she rubbed her stomach for a moment, no matter how annoying it was to be pregnant, she still sort of loved every minute of it. Especially the ones where she wasn't suffering from sickness, exhaustion, or just being plain old emotional.
Fully getting out of bed and putting some socks on, she didn't hesitate in leaving her bedroom to get maybe a walk around the house or some fresh air. Maybe even Kailie would decide to occupy her today, she just needed something to keep her mind off the annoyance she felt right now. She was trapped inside this home, she hadn't seen her friends in weeks, the Ministry was up to something, and she was nearly four months Pregnant. 'By the end of this all, I swear to god I'm going to end up beating somebody.' Happy and cheerful Niccy was sort of absent today, especially seeing as so far her day has stunk badly. By the time she had made her way downstairs, she was feeling beyond tired and was about ready to just call it quits, sit on the floor and cry.
Fully getting out of bed and putting some socks on, she didn't hesitate in leaving her bedroom to get maybe a walk around the house or some fresh air. Maybe even Kailie would decide to occupy her today, she just needed something to keep her mind off the annoyance she felt right now. She was trapped inside this home, she hadn't seen her friends in weeks, the Ministry was up to something, and she was nearly four months Pregnant. 'By the end of this all, I swear to god I'm going to end up beating somebody.' Happy and cheerful Niccy was sort of absent today, especially seeing as so far her day has stunk badly. By the time she had made her way downstairs, she was feeling beyond tired and was about ready to just call it quits, sit on the floor and cry.