Shady

She gasped as the chill ran through her and she heard the grunt and realized what had happened. Goddamn. She didn’t want to deal with a ghost. “Sorry,” she sniffled, ...

Talia nodded. “I can’t believe you don’t have it up here. That… seems criminal. It’s so good.”

(Valid lol I forgot tho that Ky is still mad at Sera so maybe Severus?) Ky wasn’t watching where she was going, eyes filled with tears as she ran towards ...

“It’s delicious,” she asserted.

(I mean Emery would be fun but it’s chill if you’re not feeling her being mean to him lol otherwise maybe… idk. Gaius? Sera? Michael or Septimus would be cruel ...

She ripped the door open and rushed into the hall, slamming it behind her. Then she sprinted down the hall, sobbing. (She will be absolutely awful to Emery if she ...

“No.” She shook her head. “You make it really thin and shaped. These little crooked tubes.” She gestured like an elbow macaroni.

She turned towards the door, scrubbing her face as she hurried towards it. She felt like a monster making him flinch. Kicking him when he was down. But she couldn’t ...

“Wheat. You mix it with eggs and water and… things I’m not sure. And then dry it. Then boil it. And serve it with tomato sauce.”

“No you’re not!” She wiped at her face as tears began spilling down it and stood up. “You wouldn’t have done it if you were sorry!”

“It’s the best food in the whole world!”

“Them?” She felt sicker. It was more than just Emery?

“… don’t tell me you don’t have pasta?”

“…then why did you do it again?” She blinked at him, tearing up.

“That’s sad.” She furrowed her brow. “What do you put on your pasta then?”