COVER ME IN HONEYSUCKLE MEMORIES / open, surprise

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★  WHEN MY HEART IS MADE FROM GOLD AND FORGIVENESS SEEMS TOO BOLD

Hazel was tired; tired and at a loss in her own brain from the stupid energy shift she couldn't explain or get at. After her outburst at Bastille, she was still itching to run into him, to see what he had to say and see if she could actually reach up and punch him in the jaw for whatever came out of his mouth. At the same time, she never wanted to look him in the eyes again, because he definitely seemed like the type to hold a grudge, and the things she had said weren't exactly nice.

The girl's ears pricked at the sound of Margaery calling everyone for a personal announcement, and Hazel followed suit with easy curiosity. Anything that had to do with Suite and/or Margy had Hazel's immediate attention. When she found them, she also found an air of softness about them. The tension seeped from her shoulders, the concern of potential danger melting a bit as she approached the two. Admittedly, she was not as informed as others, and while she was familiar with sex ed, couldn't quite figure out what was going on here. Taking a seat, she tilted her head, smiling softly at the couple.

"What's up, Margy?" Hazel asked.

ooc posts from school because i literally have nothing else to do

★ — hazel — "speech" — seven months — the ascendants — tags — ★

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