Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20151101060736/@comment-27950523-20160319035917

"You're a moron...you're a moron...you're a moron..." Calli mumbled to her reflection multiple times as she leaned over the sink feeling like she wanted to puke. She splashed cold water on her face hoping it would help just a little. Calli felt a tinge of dissappointment when Quinn didn't follow her to see if she was doing okay. But Calli supposed she hexpected to much, especially since Quinn was still coming out of her shell in terms of their friendship morphing into an actual relationship. It was also probable that Quinn didn't want to be rude to the party guests and just leave them there seeing as how they didn't even know each other up until now.

Calli took several deep breaths feeling her anger rise as she stared hard at the collar in her reflection. She slipped an index finger under it and pulled it indignantly. Madame Yaga had at least been kind enough to keep it somewhat loose so Calli could slip a small brush under the thick leather to clean that space on her neck so it wouldn't become infected and develope a gross rash. Still...

Calli muttered a string of profanities under her breath. A student walked in, then turned and walked right back not willing to deal with that level of bizzare.

Stop being an asshole, you're ruining her birthday...

The anxiety still dwelled within her but despite this Calli forced herself back into the room. She had a bad case of the shakes and she bit her bottom lip so hard she tasted blood. She hated the damned collar so much but it wasn't anyone else's fautl but her own that it was there in the first place.

Calli sat back down taking in a deep, rattled breath.

Should've at least treated myself to a smoke before coming back...