.double dip
speed dating wasn't her thing. dating wasn't her thing, but freshmen-- more importantly, the trouble she could cause the freshmen, were her thing.
well, that and a certain potions ta.
a certain ta that was slipping into the same ferris wheel kart as her. okay, so maybe a little game of freshman torture could wait. this was much more fun.
"han eloise, mingling with us good for nothing common folk." the hwaseong girl hummed, pushing her unphased facade she always tried to uphold. even if it wouldn't last very long in the presence of the other. it never did. "how lucky am i?" elodie coos, a smug little grin slowly spreading on her lips.
it had been a while since she had been in such close quarters with the other girl, much too long.
she's shameless in how she stares eloise down, eyes lingering on the length of her skirt. she wonders... "you wouldn't be here to score an easy little freshman, would you?" not that same couldn't be said about her, but their idea of scoring always was a little different. "still entertaining pathetic little boys, hm?"
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