She asked the elves to give her some time alone in the kitchens, her heartbroken face an argument strong enough that they didn’t protest or remind her of breakfast, they just snapped out of the room, one by one until she was all alone. That’s when she started crying; at first small sobs, but the more she cried, the more she considered spending months without seeing her siblings, losing precious time with Henrietta, the harder she cried, her whole frame shaking.
A noise at the corner of the kitchen startled her, one of the students was there. Usually she had no problem with students trespassing in the kitchen, she wanted this space to be welcoming and comfortable for all. But being caught in a moment she thought was just hers made her uncomfortable. No, it made her angry.
“You shouldn’t be here!” she snapped at Freddy, holding tightly to one of the prep counters, her knuckles slowly turning white, “You are not supposed to be here.”
@freddyhax
