❛ no, sora. the only annual i understand is the annual interest rate on my trust fund, of course. thank you, oh wise one, for informing me. ❜ the roll of her eyes is almost physically painful, an indignant huff of exasperation leaving her lips as she turns around to thumb through the girl’s closet. she’s not stupid. she’s new. but to sora, haven is sure the difference isn’t really a difference at all. ❛ who said i’m going ? because i can think of about twenty better things to do than making a wreath & getting breakfast that doesn’t include all - you - can - drink mimosas. i just wanted to know if you were going. is that a crime ? ❜
❛ well fuck, that’s one i don’t know, guess you just snatched the ‘ wisest ’ title and its crown, congrats ! anyway, yes, i’m going, to answer your question plain and simple. since that’s how you like it. ❜ she can count on two hands the days she spent with haven, and she can tell this is definitely NOT how she likes situations to be. arms cross over her chest, eyebrow raising in challenge. ❛ —— i literally just said it ? did they forget your hearing amplifiers on your plane ? you know what, if you want to stay alone in your room when every living soul is going to be out, have fun. the crime is going to be you missing out on meeting most of the town. unless shooting yourself in the foot is top five of the better things to do. ❜ eyes divert to the closet, sighing. ❛ i don’t think you’ll find anything you’ll like in there. ❜