Mihaela Elisabeth Howard
Vulpecula House
Posts: 28 
Age: 19
Sexuality: omnisexual
Gender: Female
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Alias: Lor
Occupation: 8th Year Vulpecula
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Tell us About your Character: Super snarky Head Girl who is working on being a St Mungos Healer
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Post by Mihaela Elisabeth Howard on Feb 8, 2017 1:06:20 GMT -5
 ¤ @open ¤ OCTOBER 17
Mihaela ran a hand through her hair as she sat on the edge of the open window, smoking a joint. She had been smoking a cigarette earlier, but that had down little to calm her nerves, so joint it was for the moment. Ever since Rhett Miller had tried to kill himself, she had been a little...off. Her smile would still come, but it was a bit strained. Her sarcasm at times took on a more vicious cut. She's sit on an empty window seal to smoke with nothing to stop her fall...
It was a hard thing for her, to make a mistake that costly. She had missed all the signs and symptoms of his depression. Completely and utterly. And then she had gone and given him Ativan. She had all but handed him the alcohol to wash it down with.
She took another hit off the joint, holding the smoke in before slowly blowing it out the window.
As Head Girl she needed to keep it together, and for the most part she did. But as the sun went down and the oranges and violets began to paint the sky, she couldn't help the momentary feeling of dread. Sleep was such a hard thing for her to come by at the moment. Every time her eyes shut, she saw Rhett lifeless and Vera hysterical. But she couldn't let herself really dwell on that. So she tossed and turned, maybe catching a bit of sleep here and there until the sun started to peak in and she would get up and start her day.
Now with Erebos basically turning in his two weeks, she was at a momentary standstill. Sure, he would still be at the school and still helping. But for a moment it felt like everything else settled around her shoulders. On the outside it appeared as if she was handling it fine, but inside she could feel the imaginary weight she was forcing upon herself all too keenly.
Tilting her head as she cracked her neck , she took a deeper hit. It wasn't until her lungs burned that she slowly let it out, watching the smoke escape into the sky and wishing she could follow it for the moment.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2017 16:38:09 GMT -5
Abbie knew Miha was struggling with a sense of responsibility over what had happened to that Rhett kid. It didn't take long for rumors to fly over what had happened and why, and Abbie had a renewed fire burning in her belly over who ever was responsible for those damn posters. She didn't know the Vera girl very well, but she knew the girl had been a mess and hadn't really been seen back around school as much. Spending all her time at St Mungos with her boyfriend. Miha, though, had stayed at school after Rhett Miller had been taken away, and she'd had weight on her shoulders that Abbie could easily see.
For a little while she kept a respectable but short distance. She knew Miha was proud. Hell, both girls knew that about the other. She wouldn't out right ask Abbie for help but the Vulpecula captain kept an eye on Miha to make sure she wasn't spiraling herself.
Tonight was a different night, though. Abbie moved up the steps to the dorm room after having a quick chat with one of the younger kids on her team and slowed as she came up close enough to catch the image of Miha staring distantly off into the sky. With her plush shark Finn stuffed under her arm and her unicorn slippers effectively hushing her steps, Abbie was practically silent. Stopping at the door frame, she propped herself up against the threshold with her shoulder and shifted one hip out to the side. Her long legs crossing at the ankles behind her as she admired her best friend. They'd slept together a few times, mind you, but the love Abbie had for Miha and vice versa wasn't the kind of love that developed beyond a few too many tequila shots and giggles under the sheets. This was the type of love that sees women through several heart breaks and lands them in rocking chairs on a front porch somewhere roasting each other's grandchildren and bringing up past mistakes to teach lessons.
Watching the way her expression changed when she didn't think anyone was watching, Abbie felt her heart break for her friend. She exhaled softly and cleared her throat, smiling gently at Miha when she was finally noticed.
"Hey girly," She started, pushing off the door frame to come closer and lean back on the window sill so she was facing the interior dorm and her head was turned to face Miha, holding her hand out for the joint. "Pass the puff and tell your auntie Abbie what's got yer knickers all in a twist."
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