- Messages
- 621
- OOC First Name
- Lovi
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single (Looking)
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Curly 9 1/2 Inch Sturdy Yew Wand with Doxy Wing Core
- Age
- 3/2018 (37)
Life, for some, was miserable. JazzyMae Smile was definitely one of those 'some'. She was so loyal to her family, but now that they were broken apart and barely talking to one another. A part of her had been ripped apart, and she was having serious withdrawals. Anger. JazzyMae's anger was usually containable, but now she just had so many things bottle up inside of her. The only way she found easy for her to express those feelings was through anger and miniscule violence. Kennedy was not the violent one. He never was. The first act of violence in the house was commited by her. Kennedy had just been pissd that he got his face busted up by a girl. He and Klaus now could not try and confuse her with their 'Which twin is Who?' game. Kennedy had a scar, and, now, he was much shorter than Klaus. JazzyMae walked up to the sixth corridor with her arms crossed over her chest. She had just come from dinner, so the hallway was basically empty. She had only eaten a salad, banana and two plates of cajun rice. The fodd was good, but people had started to talk to her. She did not want to be talked to anyone. She found that all the happy people in her house were annoying. Now, she actually hated the Sorting Hat for placing her in such a bright house. It just made her want to scream.
JazzyMae took a seat on a bench. She did know if anyone was sitting next to her, but she did not care. She just wanted to start crying and bawling all over the ground. JazzyMae knew that would not solve anything. She just wanted someone to pay attention and try to help her. Damien always came to mind when she thought of someone helping her out, but she was not ready for a up close and personally emotional relationship with him. Guys tended to be passive when it came to emotions. She had first hand experience with that. Klaus was being the hugest jerk she had ever encountered. She sniffled in order to keep tears from falling. She felt so lonely.
JazzyMae took a seat on a bench. She did know if anyone was sitting next to her, but she did not care. She just wanted to start crying and bawling all over the ground. JazzyMae knew that would not solve anything. She just wanted someone to pay attention and try to help her. Damien always came to mind when she thought of someone helping her out, but she was not ready for a up close and personally emotional relationship with him. Guys tended to be passive when it came to emotions. She had first hand experience with that. Klaus was being the hugest jerk she had ever encountered. She sniffled in order to keep tears from falling. She felt so lonely.