Jingled (Squid Boy)

Subject: Jingled (Squid Boy) Mon Feb 11, 2019 4:27 pm

After their first game of the season, Mimosa hadn't exactly had time to attend any of the practices the new Captain had already started the team on. What with Jacques, Mercy, the Z triplets and Lilac, the American witch had been kept busy. She had also kept excelling at her classes, winning style points left and right and more recently - with the help of Apollonia - given herself a wicked new hairstyle.

Of course Mimosa knew she would look amazing with red hair, she looked amazing no matter what. Her Jacques had always told her so. In fact, initially when she had exited the room of requirement (which now acted as her personal dressing room) rocking the red french braid, people had stopped to stare, making her feel even more confident than she already was.

Entering the common room had been an interesting feat, watching Ji Hyun and Charles' collective jaws fall open. Even Catherine had stared. Bushrah - who had been oddly hanging around in their common room where Squid Boy was usually found with his books - almost turned to stone, her dark eyes wide in awe at the new redhead.

But Mimosa didn't care about them. The witch had simply walked over to Bushrah and then gestured for her to move, taking Squid Boy's usual spot by the fire instead. Unable to explain though she was, Mimosa Harrington did not like anyone sitting in Squid Boy's spot but herself. Curling up in the oversized armchair to clearly indicate she did not wish for company, the young model was just about to get lost in her phone when annoying little footsteps approached.

Putting her phone aside, Mimosa looked up and winced slightly at Lilac Capulet, taking in the blonde with no subtle expression of distaste.

"Que fais-tu ici?"

"I'm looking for Nikolai..." The first year replied, her resolve wavering as she stared down Mimosa's blue grey eyes but refused to give up just yet. The answer in English was a further challenge, Lilac wanted an audience. Bushrah who had so easily given up her claim to the chair swiveled her eyes from one girl to the other, watching the silent showdown she would never be brave enough to partake in.

"Who?"

"Squid Boy."

"Alors pourquoi tu ne l'as pas dit? Et de toute façon, il n'est pas là et ne le sera pas avant longtemps."

"Well, I just wanted to give him a card for his birthday," Lilac continued in English, affecting the sweet voice Mimosa knew wasn't her normal tone. Why the younger witch felt the need to pretend to make her voice different, the Clement ward would never understand.

"It's not his birthday," Mimosa replied petulantly, forgetting to use French before hurriedly switching back. "Et il ne veut pas de carte."

"Of course not, his birthday was on the eleventh, did you not know?"

Mimosa had indeed not known. But years of being raised at the palace had also taught the young witch how one spoke to servants. "What Squid Boy and I know or do not know should not be any concern of yours," the newly minted redhead replied coldly, projecting the image of her Grandmere at her most powerful. The tone that even Grandpere was secretly wary of though Lady Clement never used it on family. The added caveat of using English would be enough to humiliate the younger witch in front of everyone now watching.

"And I'll take that, thank you," Mimosa continued, reaching over to pluck the stupid purple card from Lilac's hand before stalking off to the stairs leading to the boy's dormitory.The entire common room was quiet which was good. Hopefully her purposeful exit had made everything think she knew where Squid Boy was and was on her way to join him.

Finding the third year boys dormitory was child's play by now given the number of times she had been here. And to no one's surprise, it was empty. With the occupant currently on her mind wandering about the castle somewhere, the others would not come up here for fear of disturbing her. So Mimosa quickly shredded the stupid card, leaving it in a heap by the Ji Hyun's bed before jumping into Squid Boy's.

Being angry only lasted for so long when there was no one to be mad at, and staring at her phone for a full fifteen minutes had the witch calm enough to assume a more comfortable position in the boy's bed. Eventually her socks came off, then her scarf and robes, revealing the dress she wore underneath. Her jewelry was the last thing to go (diamonds and sapphires strewn carelessly over Squid Boy's lamp stone thingy) before she truly settled into the bed, snug under the covers.

The child fell asleep shortly after, sure in the knowledge that no one would disturb her because no one ever did.

No one was allowed to.

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Subject: Re: Jingled (Squid Boy) Wed Feb 13, 2019 7:48 pm

After lessons had finished that afternoon, Nikolai had not followed the rest of his classmates back to the common room. Blending with ease in to the crowd, Nikolai had instead turned off at the entrance hall towards the ground with not a soul noticing. Not even Bushrah, who had been annoyingly present of late, had noticed, so with a triumphant grin, Nikolai had hurried down to the shores of the Black Lake.

It wasn't yet cold enough for the Lake to freeze over, and if you timed it just right, you could catch glimpses of the Giant Squid lolling around in the water lazily, sending up water above itself in beautiful arcs as it ensured that its skin did not dry out as he broke the surface for longer than necessary. With the evenings drawing in for winter, the moon was already out above the water, and Nikolai couldn't help but wonder if this pattern was something you simply missed during the Spring and Summer months at the school because curfew didn't allow you to be out when it was dark.

Bringing out his sketch pad as he sat atop the pier of the Black Lake, Nikolai tried to capture the movements of the Giant Squid from this position, though he'd never really had an artistic flair in him, creatures seemed to allow him something resembling artistry in these moments.

Only the sound of the beasts tentacles lapping against the waves sounded out in the grounds that evening, and... perhaps... this was the happiest Nikolai had been all month. Except for his birthday...

The hours crept by slowly out by the lake, and with the stillness of it all, Nikolai might have been tempted to stay out all evening just watching the lake. But with the darkness of the evening came the cold of winter, and the small flame Nikolai had mustered to try to keep it at bay was waning in its capabilities as the cold seeped up through the fourteen year old's body, making every muscle in his tall frame ache as they moved past the shivering stage. The small flame went out as Nikolai cast Lumos instead to gather up his belongings back in to his bag.

The walk back to the common room went without a hiccup. The watch on the boy's wrist denoted it to be well within curfew as he descended down in to the dungeons and through to the Slytherin common room. No one stopped him -- thankfully -- so the boy moved straight towards the third year boy's dormitory, thanking every deity he could think of for allowing him an afternoon without Mimosa Harrington-Clement getting in his way.

A fact that was soon squashed from the boy's head as he moved in to the room, and was all but ready to let go of his rucksack and throw it on to his bed when he noticed a lump inside it. Grateful that the mass of books had not hurtled in to one Mimosa Harrington-Clement and no doubt caused her a great injury, Nikolai contemplated the situation he now found himself in. Glaring at the Sleeping Beauty in his bed -- which was not meant as a compliment, because Merlin knew that Sleeping Beauty was a useless princess at the very best of times -- Nikolai tried to decide what in Merlin's name to do. His body was frozen to the bone, it was hurting where the heat of being indoors was trying to thaw him back out now, and yet... there was a young witch in his bed, who really needed to be moved on.

But the Harrington-Clement princess was sleeping.

Muttering profanities under his breath, but otherwise not making much sound, the boy put his bag atop his trunk at the end of his bed, before moving to close the curtains on his four poster. The other boys would take that as the universal signal of wanting 'alone time' and not bother him for the rest of the evening -- which meant Mimosa Harrington-Clement would not be found in his bed. Or, he could hope.

Moving past the other beds, Nikolai locked himself in the bathroom for a good half an hour as he thawed out under the steaming heat of the showers, running his hands across his shoulders to ease the tension, Nikolai tried his very best to push all thoughts of the witch sleeping in his bed from his mind.

But, that was difficult.

Frowning to himself as the shower droplets thudded against his skin once more, Nikolai had to question how he'd become the topic of Mimosa's incessant interest. Why would she not just leave him be? But the question went unanswered, and frustrated with the fact he'd come back to the castle that evening, Nikolai jammed the shower off, and pulled his towel around him.

It was only in that moment, though, that the boy realised he'd forgotten a fresh pair of boxers, and his boxers from that day now laid drenched on the floor of the wet room. Rolling his eyes at himself, Nikolai moved back to the dormitory, and quietly found himself a pair of boxers. Pulling them on beneath his towel in case Mimosa had woken in that time, Nikolai breathed a sigh of relief in the knowledge he'd not just been caught -- very literally -- with his pants down.

Towelling himself dry, and sure no one else was in the room yet, Nikolai slid on to his bed on the opposite side to that which was taken by the Sleeping Beauty. He could not fall asleep, nor could he wake her highness.

So, the boy did the only thing he really could in that moment, he pulled out his book on the comparison of Muggle folklore creatures and those found in the magical world, and attempted to make the very best of this situation.

By ignoring it.

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Subject: Re: Jingled (Squid Boy) Thu Feb 14, 2019 7:16 pm

Mimosa had no idea when she fell asleep but she knew when she began to dream. the palace rose covered in beautiful snow in her dreams, surrounded by bubbles conjured by her grandparents. But breathtaking as it was, Mimosa knew it was a dream because her whole family was there. Grandpa and Clara stood on the balcony where Grandpere and Grandmere usually waved to the masses on Christmas Day. The Lord and Lady Clement looked out from the grand southern windows, Elenore smiling and waving to her from between them. And her Jacques stood beside her, a warm hand laid on her shoulder a she waved to everyone from where she stood. As the whole family stood in unison, Mimosa only knew she never wanted the dream to end.

"Mon jacques..." the child sleepily, reaching out to cuddle the presence that felt all to near. When her hand collided with a warm body, the girl instinctively tugged, expecting to be scooped up in a protective embrace that never came. The startling realization made her open her eyes slightly.

To see that it wasn't snowing.

That there were no palace towers in her field of vision.

That she was simply staring at a generic canopy of the dormitory.

Opening her startling blue eyes further, the witch took in the occupant of her bed, surprise touching her elfin features. " Qu'es-tu- I mean, what are you doing in my bed." There was no panic about her. Unlike other young witches her age, Mimosa was alien to the concept of anyone trying to upset or hurt her. Simple and genuine curiosity sparked her question. Had he missed her so much that he'd come to see her? he must have.

"And what happened to all your clothes?" As she woke up, so did her voice, not considering who else might be listening beyond the curtains and what impression her sentences might be conveying. Should Squid Boy not do anything to lower her volume, Mimosa would continue to speak, punctuating her words with a soft yawn now and then. Her bright blue dress already askew from her sleep, rose and fell with her hand movement but the witch paid it no mind, unaware of the current predicament they now found themselves in.

"Did you go hunting for the Giant Squid, i keep telling you it's not real,' she admonished. Some people just never learned. but then again, she would keep trying because she was a good friend.

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Subject: Re: Jingled (Squid Boy) Sat Feb 16, 2019 6:48 am

In a perfect world, Nikolai Kessler would never have met Mimosa Harrington-Clement on the boat in third year whilst he was trying to catch sight of the Giant Squid at the bottom of the lake. In a perfect world, he would have found himself alone in the boat, with nobody to annoy him as he tried to achieve his goal that day. Or, at least, he would have been coupled with Bushrah, or Jia En who were both quiet and didn't poke their noses in. Of course, a perfect world didn't exist, which is why Nikolai Kessler would be subjected to the continued torment of having one Mimosa Harrington-Clement around.

"Mon Jacques..."

The small arm that reached across his body as Mimosa Harrington-Clement curled in to him with what must have been a dream about her Jacques made Nikolai's frame go quite still in that moment. Whilst having Mimosa in his bed was not ideal, being caught with the witch cuddled in to him when he was dressed how he was was even less so. But, the girl was asleep, and the idea of moving her was promptly cut off, knowing that she would definitely wake if he moved her, because she would be annoying like that.

"I'm not in your bed!" Nikolai whispered back, clearly grumpy with the notion of Mimosa denoting this as her bed. "This is my bed! You decided you wanted to play Goldilocks, or something!" He insisted, still whispering because Merlin knew he didn't want to be caught by the other boys in this situation.

As Mimosa came round a little more, though, her voice rose to it's usual annoyingness, and helpless to this fact, Nikolai just brought his finger up to his mouth before shushing her slightly. "Keep your voice down, Mimosa! You're not supposed to be in here! And-" It was only a quick thinking process before he could think of something to insist she quietened down. "You're the best at being quiet, so I need you to teach me, okay?"

The halfwit would take the praise like a cat gulped up milk when presented with it, so as Mimosa carried on, Nikolai rolled his eyes at her. "Of course the Giant Squid is real. I've seen it." He told her, still keeping his voice low as he grumped at her disbelief of the creature. "He was out tonight, actually. So, you're wrong." The last was said with a little too much happiness intoned in his voice in that moment, before Nikolai returned his attention to his book, trying not to focus on the fact Mimosa's hand still rested atop his stomach in a much too relaxed fashion.

Ah well, Nikolai thought to himself as he focused on the Yeti discussion of his book. In for a penny, in for a pound.

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Subject: Re: Jingled (Squid Boy) Tue Feb 19, 2019 11:35 am

"I'm not in your bed!"

That didn't make sense, and what came after made even less sense. How could she be in his bed? But before she could point out the flaw in his logic, it occurred to Mimosa that the boy might just be confused. After all, he wasn't as smart as her. And Mimosa was never one to show off. So she simply nodded, going along with his made up story of something not belonging to her.

She didn't have to worry long though, as his senses soon returned when he admitted he needed her to teach him to be quiet. That was probably why he was here, to learn things from her. And he'd probably thought it better than to wake her so he'd just waited. He'd even started reading a book so as not to disturb her.

He may not be smart, but he was okay, she reflected as she dropped her tun drastically. "Oh, it's easy, you just talk like this," she explained in her dramatic whisper. "Oh and you have to lean in closer, because sometimes the other person can't hear you if your voice is too low," seh added, scooching closer to him to demonstrate the point because Mimosa was a very good teacher in her own opinion.

"Of course the Giant Squid is real. I've seen it."

The recently redheaded witch shook her head, sending the fiery locks tumbling over her face. "It's a mythical creature Squid Boy," she trad to explain patiently, knowing she had to go slow if her fellow Beater was to keep up. "You know, like Dragons and the Chupacabra." One day he would understand, until then she would just have to keep reminding him.

The instance of her being wrong didn't even register, Mimosa had never been wrong and she was certainly not about to start now. Banishing his words with a wrinkling of her nose, she moved on when he attempts to return to his book. "Oh, was it your birthday before the match?" The question wasn't voiced in a curios tone, it was more implied that Squid Boy was at fault for not telling ehr of this event. that it was somehow his fault Mimosa had to find out from Lilac.

"You know it's not polite to lie about your birthday. I was bored, I could have thrown a party! There's tons of sweets from teh palace and I know how to make everything pink. It would have been so cool!" What had he done anyway? Did he go away to a palace too? Or another country like she did on her birthday?

"How old are you now?" This was mostly curiosity, since Mimosa was almost sure his birthday was somehow wrong. He was too tall to be in their year. It s more obvious when they were at Quidditch practice. Squid Boy easily towered over most fourth year boys too.

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Subject: Re: Jingled (Squid Boy) Sat Feb 23, 2019 2:13 pm

Mimosa was much too easy to manipulate in to the action you wanted, and it was proved not a moment later as the witch moved closer to him and dropped her voice to a whisper that all but tickled his ear as she spoke. At least now they wouldn't be overheard by the other boys in the dorm. Or, Nikolai quickly amended, there was less of a chance of that happening, but he wouldn't hold his breath on that point.

"Got it," Nikolai whispered back, turning his head slightly to speak to the witch only to find her much, much too close to him for comfort. But, even though he should have insisted on there being just a little more space, Nikolai opted not to, asking her to move away would give her cause to speak louder, and they did not need that to happen in that moment.

Being slightly uncomfortable would have to do.

But as Mimosa insisted that the Giant Squid was a myth, Nikolai rolled on to his side to face the witch, ensuring he was looking her right in the eye as he whispered back. "The Squid is not a myth, Mimosa, it is real. As are dragons! The Chupacabra is still contested for it's mythological status, so I can't confirm or deny that one at present. But just because you haven't seen something, doesn't mean it's not real!" It was clear the boy was not happy with being called a liar, especially with a subject that was as important to him as the magical creatures being spoken of in that moment, and Mimosa Harrington-Clement was testing his patience.

The next question, about his birthday, made Nikolai pause for a moment. He hadn't even thought of telling Mimosa, and he hadn't thought the witch would have cared. But, as she continued on a few more sentences, it was clear that Mimosa hadn't cared that it was his birthday, she just cared that she'd missed out on an opportunity to make it all about her. Resisting the urge to roll his eyes at her, Nikolai waited for her to finish admonishing him for not letting her know. "My birthday was last Tuesday. The eleventh of November. You can remember it next year." He told the witch, though he doubted she would. That would mean caring about other people.

"Fourteen." Nikolai supplied for the witch. "I'm one of the oldest in our year, with my birthday so soon in the year. And you're... the youngest in our year, and probably one of the youngest out of the second years, too." He supplied, not that it really mattered. Mimosa was allowed to start early, for Merlin only knew what reason.

"Why are you up here in the boy's dorm?" Nikolai asked, trying once again to get the witch to acknowledge that she wasn't actually supposed to be here.

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Subject: Re: Jingled (Squid Boy) Sat Feb 23, 2019 2:54 pm

If there was such a thing as uncomfortably little space between her and Squid Boy, Mimosa was completely oblivious to it. After all, she was teaching him how to be quiet and if nothing else, Mimosa Harrington was the best teacher in this whole castle.

Once day she would also teach him that his imaginary creatures didn't exist, because his argument that something didn't exist on the basis of her not having seen it was just... well, ridiculous. Why would anything she hasn't seen even exist? But the poor boy wasn't going to get such vast concepts and well, she didn't have to push him. Instead she focused on his age.

"Oh, does that mean you're old enough to drive?' she asked, focusing her interest on him for a brief second before she returned to speaking of herself. "Not that you need to be old to drive. I drove my Jacques's car. It's called a Pegani something but he says we can call it The Mimosa - like my own speedboat, or Jacques' ship. We had to go out really late at night because you can't drive that in traffic, and the sun is too bright if bounces off the diamond gear stick. But I got to drive it and we were going realllllllly fast."

Clearly the memory of that evening sparked nothing but joy in the young witch, her eyes shimmering with happiness as she recounted the details.

Then his words caught up with her. She was the youngest in their year, and the youngest in the year below that. The witch looked up at him puzzled. "Does that matter?' she asked, rarely unsure about soemthing relating to ehrself. It only took her a minute though to realize that Squid Boy meant it as a compliment. "Oh you mean, I'm the smartest while being the youngest, okay that's true," she stated matter of factly.

"Why are you up here in the boy's dorm?"

"So what did you do for your birthday? Did you fly to India? America? France? Did someone throw a surprise ball for you? That's what I did for my last birthday." His question would go ignored until the redhead felt the need to address it, and right now she wanted to know how he had spent his bog day. The date of which she had already forgotten though she remembered the day was last.... Wednesday!

"Did you get presents?" Also another important question that needed answering. "I hope it wasn't cards, cards are gross."

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Subject: Re: Jingled (Squid Boy) Sat Feb 23, 2019 3:13 pm

The question about being old enough to drive made Nikolai frown in that moment. Was she really asking if he was old enough to drive? What kind of stup-

The answer to that came a moment later as Mimosa didn't even wait for his answer before going on to talk about herself. Again. The boy's frown only deepened as the witch spoke of a car that Nikolai had never, ever heard of in his life. What was a Pegani? Nikolai did not know in the slightest, but he made a note to look it up. Though, from the fact that it had a diamond gear stick, Nikolai could deduce that the car was very, very expensive.

That, coupled with her Jacques' insistence that she could name it after herself was enough to turn Nikolai off the subject, and thus he offered no reply. What was the point, anyway, Mimosa was not interested in him, but more interested in bragging about what she had.

Mimosa's warped sense of reality continued on as she insisted that it didn't matter because she was clever. In what world Mimosa Harrington-Clement was known to be clever, Nikolai would love to know, but he doubted there was a world in which the witch was deemed to be clever at all. Once again holding his tongue, Nikolai simply let the witch be, he really didn't want to hurt her feelings.

The question of what he did for his birthday was not one Nikolai wanted to answer, though. The time he'd had back home was something that he treasured, but with the comparison to what Mimosa had done... the pull of jealousy tugged horribly in his stomach, making him resent his parents for not having planned something much more interesting than a dinner at home. But, he forced that feeling away, trying to focus on the thing he had that Mimosa Harrington-Clement did not.

"I got tickets to the Quidditch World Cup!" Nikolai told her excitedly, but still in a whisper. "Box tickets! They're so, so expensive! I'm going to the World Cup next summer!" He reiterated, making sure Mimosa heard him clearly because he knew she didn't have tickets. If Mimosa had tickets, then the whole school would know about it, but she didn't.

And he did!

"Then a bunch of boring stuff that doesn't matter, but I'm going to Italy next summer!" The boy concluded, an air of shove that in your pipe and smoke it around him as he waited for Mimosa's reaction.

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Subject: Re: Jingled (Squid Boy) Sun Mar 03, 2019 7:04 pm

At the information that he was going to the Quidditch World Cup, Mimosa only looked blankly at him. The World Cup wasn't this year, in fact, it wasn't until summer. the clarification that he had box seats was even more puzzling. What other kind of seats would there be? Perhaps Squid Boy just didn't know how the QWC worked, but that was okay, she could teach him!.

"I'm going to India next summer!" she countered to his revelation of going to Italy. "But I might meet you in Italy after, it really depends. If the QWC is on my birthday then I won't go because obviously my birthday is more important. But if it's on a normal day, my Jacques and I will definitely be there. I don't think you need tickets so far in advance though, or tickets at all. You just go up to the people and they let you in." While the child was aware of the concept of tickets, she had never seen one exchange hands between her Jacques and the people who attended to the guests in the box. So perhaps the tickets weren't important after all?

"Anyway, we should have a party even if its not your birthday!" the child suggested excitedly, forgetting all about the game and anything Squid Boy might have to contribute to the subject. "I can wear the new dress Grandmere sent me, and we can have a cake as tall as you. I had a huge huge cake for my last birthday, My Jacques had to help me climb up a ladder to cut it. We can get you one of those too!" The young model continued, planning out details of the party, completely oblivious to whether her present companion was listening or not because of course he was listening. How could he not when her face was barely a few inches from him and shew as saying such interesting things.

"Yes, we'll throw you a party with...umm... all the imaginary creatures you like. It'll be like they're all real. And we'll get a giant cake, and we will invite my Jacques too. He's amazing and will give you lots of cuddles and presents." The idea of planning such a huge event sounded exhausting, making the witch yawn daintily as she thought of it all.

"Oh and we won't invite le serviteur, they aren't allowed at parties," she added in an offhand way, settling down into the bed once more, her eyes heavy with renewed sleep.

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Subject: Re: Jingled (Squid Boy) Sun Mar 03, 2019 7:19 pm

Nikolai's features all but crumbled as Mimosa replied to his excitement with an air of 'oh but I can do that, too' and 'I don't need tickets'. He'd been so, so sure that he had won this one time. That he had something Mimosa Harrington-Clement didn't have, and he could just have this one very small victory in the world. But no, Mimosa Harrington-Clement was able to just walk in to the Quidditch World Cup, as if it was nothing, and everyone in the world would allow it. How was that even fair? She didn't even like Quidditch half as much as he did, she didn't play the sport well.

And Merlin's beard, he hated her so much right now!

As Mimosa continued on talking about things Nikolai did not hear in the slightest, the boy was busy berating his dad in his head. And his mum, for that matter. Why couldn't one of them have been impeccably rich? Why wasn't he born in to a family that could give him the world? He at least deserved all this finery, Mimosa didn't even appreciate all the things she had! Not to mention he would actually make good use of the unlimited resources whereas Mimosa... Mimosa didn't care for any of it, didn't embrace any of it. She just... flaunted it around as if this was normal.

Which none of this was in the slightest!

Nikolai's attention came back just as the younger witch stifled a yawn, and became much too settled in his pillows as she muttered something in French he did not understand at all. "Mimosa, you really can't sl-"

But it was too late, her eyes had closed, and she'd settled in beside him, her small arm tucked across his side. Letting out a sigh at this inconvenience -- he really should make a list of the inconveniences Mimosa caused him -- Nikolai just led beside the witch, scowling at her all too perfect features as they remained unaware of the fact she had annoyed him with her presence.

Merlin only knew what tomorrow morning was going to bring them, but Nikolai really wished that it would be something not too untoward. He didn't need his headache to start the moment he woke up.

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