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Evelin ☪️ Queen of Witches
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Jul 01, 2016 09:42AM
He was surprised. "Dont tell me your crying." He said.
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"No," Dawn replied, her voice muffled. "I'm not crying. I'm just giving up because this endeavor is pointless."
He rubbed his neck uncomfortable. "Its not impossible...just hard."He said.
"Logistically there's too few options," Dawn protested, feeling depressed. "I'm all alone on this project, aren't I?"
He sighed. "No, your not. " He said, rubbing his neck.
"Yeah, as if you'd be willing to help..." Dawn trailed off, fingering a heavy book about mechanics beside her. "Azalea has been a good friend to me, and I'd hate to betray her, but honestly I'm getting tired of Roxanne's little game." She looked around for her notebook.
He furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean?" He asks.
"I just... all this work she gives me." Dawn frowned. "It's hard to explain." She leaned her head in her hands, looking up at him. "I just don't want to do this anymore," she said, gesturing around her.
"Then leave. Im sure you can without any problem" He says.
"No. Roxanne won't let me go." Dawn flipped through the pages of her notebook, finally settling down one with a complicated mechanical drawing. "I want to visit my brother," she mumbled, fishing around her pencil case for a writing utensil.
He paused. "I...can take you, if you want." He says gently. As a kid, her brother was his idol.
"Really?" Dawn asked with a sniffle. Darn, now she was really going to cry. "Nobody would ever do that for me... well, besides Azalea." She smiled, a bit sadly.
Francisco shrugs. "We've known each other since kids, I'd help you with anything." He replies.
Dawn grinned. "I just hope seeing his grave won't trigger anything." She paused. "You know, tomorrow is the anniversary of his death."
Francisco nodded slowly. "Yeah, I know." He mumbles, then straightens. "You want to go now?"
"We don't have permission!" Dawn shut her notebook with a quiet bang, her pencil rolling under the table. "Whoops," she mumbled and dove under the table for it.
He rolled his eyes. "You dont need permission. I go there all the time." He said.
"I need permission," Dawn said, her head emerging from under the table and staring at Francisco. "I'm important personnel, apparently."
He nodded slowly. "Oh. In that case, who do you need to ask?" He asked.
"Azalea? Possibly even Roxanne herself... It's always been Roxanne who said I could go, but that's because I dropped a few hints here and there." There was a silence. "Damn, where's my pencil?"
He held it up. "It was on the bottom of your chair." He said, then sighed.
"Oh! Thanks," Dawn said, mentally chastising herself for missing it. "Either way, I suppose we need to ask Roxanne first. Or at the very least Azalea."
He nodded.."Who then?" He asked, cracking his thumb.
"Let's try Azalea. And maybe she'll come with us!" Dawn had a hopeful smile on her face.
He chuckled. "After you." He said, stepping aside from the door.
"Why thank you, kind sir," Dawn told him, taking a small bow as she swept her notebook, pencil, and pencil case into a satchel. She swung it onto her shoulder and gracefully walked out.
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(( where should we switch?))
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