Astrid walked down the hall with a sense of alacrity. In her hands, she was holding a sturdy hardcover. She only really picked it out because it was so satisfying to hold. That's why Astrid couldn't stand another minute in the women's room, especially with all the Selected girls coming in and out constantly. Seriously, they should just pick a spot. Astrid was going back to her room to maybe play cards or something. Maybe she would take a short nap or something.
Audra walked down the foreign hallway that lead who knew where; all she was trying to do was escape all of the beautiful girls and heels and long dresses and just relax, maybe draw or play her guitar -except you couldn't bring your guitar, genius, you weren't allowed. Audra sighed, the winner being drawing or sketching by default. Or maybe the palace had a music room or something? Except Audra wouldn't really bother asking, she wasn't that desperate for anything. Instead, she just walked around the hallways, quickly becoming lost, but liking it. She'd have an excuse for being out and wandering around the castle then, while the selected were mainly supposed to be in their rooms or the women's room. The power of navigational skills -or rather, non-navigational skills.
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