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Name(s): Larxie, Roxas, Fish
Location: a Staircase
Week: 32
Time: In between classes at some point
Rating: ...It's Larx. And people pissed off at Larx. PG-13 at the least.
Larxene was not in a good mood.
It was uncertain whether or not this was a good thing for the rest of the world. On the one hand, when Larxene was in a good mood, it meant that someone was suffering for it. On the other hand, when she was not in a good mood, it meant she was looking for someone to suffer for it.
She paused halfway up a staircase, tapping her gloved fingers against the banister. The look on her face clearly said Not Happy to anyone close enough to see it.
Almasy was happy. She hadn't figured out why yet, and that was the problem. Almasy was not allowed to be happy unless Larxene had orchestrated it, and she had definitely not orchestrated this. And until she found out the reason, she couldn't tear him down from it either.
She stayed where she was, not in the mood for going to class.