Jan 29, 2015
Fuck You || Marreus
Marlene had been going through different spells of emotions since Sirius had been put in the Hospital Wing. Sad, angry, and lonely were only half of them. At this particular moment, she was angry. She was angry at one person in particular who had gotten her into this mess when he proposed that they get high together ages ago. (Well, she couldn't really remember, to be honest, but she wanted to blame him.)
She found him walking between classes and in moments, a "Nott!" in a thick, angry Scottish accent was echoing through the halls.
