when: 10 September 1980 where: Low Street 6/66 who: Aly + @carrowscurse
“Doesn’t matter what Headmaster’s rules are, yer hemline should always be a meter shorter than this.” Aly instructed from below, a knee pressing into floorboards as she worked at the skirt. There was a needle hanging from the corner of her lips, while an eleven of concentration drew itself between her brows. “’ow else ya think we’ll find a suitor? Yer smile?”












