( sms -> Charmless ) Ah, if only I had possessed an innate talent for fucking things up like you do, perhaps I’d be the woman my mother always wanted me to be! 🙄 ( sms -> Charmless ) Why don’t you see if you can work it out? 

“Have you ever thought about dying your hair?”

    ❝ there are many things about me you’d find INTRIGUING. ❞ kara hummed, the oversaturated smile on her lips a sharp contrast to the dangerous glint in her eyes. she looked him over, her lips pursed as if actually considering it, before shaking her head and smirking. ❝ coffee with PRINCE CHARMING? that’s a hard pass. you see, i’m not really a fairytale kind of gal. ❞

Watching him jump, the young girl had to bite her lower lip in order to hold back a sharp laugh, swallowing it down for later. Setting her own stack of books down - because of course she was taking her education seriously when expulsion meant returning to the Isle - Heather leaned over his shoulder to get a better view of his paper. A soft smirk danced on her lips as she indicated his perfectly spelled last name. “See, that just can’t be right. After all, from what I’ve heard from my fellow transfers, you’re anything but charming.” She never claimed to be above a bit of mockery, hell, that was the least of what she was capable of given the right circumstances. That was when she emitted a small chuckle, taking a step back so she’d be out of the way if he chose to abandon his seat. “Dizzy has more charm, and it’s not even her name.”

[Chad]: You need to stop him before he tells mom. I’d help but there are stairs.

“Neither is being with a self absorbed, narcissistic playboy” Lily replies, tone sharper than the spikes on her jacket. “Whatever prince jerkface,” she turned away from him heading down the hall. So much for for wanting to come visit him that had proven pointless, he wasn’t worth her time anymore.