||ok maybe soon its hot as shit in here.

—× Misery loves company.

The temptation to become a witch was high, one way or another she'd break this binding spell and be free of the Salvatore boarding school.

More pacing.

It's time to dable in witchcraft hours, this should go dangerously. .

"Do you know how to break mystical binding spells by any chance? Such as the kind that binds one to a certain location so that they can't leave at all. . ."

this place is helll, this place is hell, this place is hell, this place is hell, this place is hell, this place is hell. She's been trapped for 48 hours officially & & counting.

"Does it count as hurting someone if the nature in question is self destructive?"

Ha, the binding spell is broken and just like that she's climbing out a window.

—x

"I like to. . . I'm a . . ." Avery had never admitted the truth to herself & she didn't really want to. "I like drugs which leads to me going mia, my mother dislikes drugs which leads to controlling natures."

ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ᴏꜰ; ᴀᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱᴀʟᴠᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ, ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ 25 ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀɢᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜɴᴡᴀʏ ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ. . . —ᴛᴠᴅ x ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟꜱ & ʟᴇɢᴀᴄɪᴇꜱ ʀᴘ ♡/↺

Glaring, The hell does he want.

"My bad dude. Daydreaming is a curse." She moved out of the way.

Who is this random dude and why is he kissing her; Maybe this school wasn't too bad after all . . . What a welcoming.