“If you want privacy, go to the bathroom. I’m not moving from here.”
The expression on her face was that of someone who had never been denied in her life. “Excuse me? Do you want me to make-“
She suddenly shut up. But not because she wanted to.
In the process of her speaking, I had managed to lose sight of my calmness and became really pissed. Strangely enough, my first instinct was to reach out for my magic. And I wished really hard for her to just shut up... and she did.
Once I realised what was going on, my grip on magic was gone, and she could speak again.
“Did you- did you just use magic on me?” She asked in bewilderment.
“Listen up, girl. I don’t give a rat’s a*s who you are. I’m not any happier about having to share a room than you are, especially with a stuck up priss like y
