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CPWb

Her thumbs flew across the screen as she twirled around her chair.

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
Christina knocked hard on Charlotte's door with their usual knock "You there?"


CPWb

She stopped twirling around and leant over to swing the door open, "unusually yes," she replied before pushing back into the seat. "What's up?"

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
Christina entered the dorm with slightly sluggish moves, "So overall what I want to talk about is somewhat stupid, but have you heard about a 'Luc'"


CPWb

She looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "you're going to have to be a bit more clearer than that."

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
"Uh, he belongs to this group of anti-royals...?"


CPWb

She was still confused for a moment before she realised with a jolt, "Lucifer Samuels? 17 year old? Blonde hair?"

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
She thought for a second, "Didn't get his last name, but it sure does sound like him."


CPWb

She scowled at her and moved over to face her face to face, "and what did he say?" She asked, her tone rather chilling.

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
"Well, we talked and he invited me to go to one of his meetings and I agreed to go. I told him I would not join, though."

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CPWb

Her eyes flared at this and anger morphed her features, "no you will not. You are too stay clear of him, do you understand?" She snapped, "he's dangerous."

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
"He was pretty nice to me," she countered, "And I mean it is no news that I don't like Royalty." She out her hands on her hips.


CPWb

Her eyebrows disappeared into her hairline, "nice? Samuels? Nice?" She laughed in disbelief, "he's dangerous and he's not peaceful, either, he's the "let's slaughter all of the royals" type of "don't like them"."

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
"Well, he didn't seem like it. We were alone at night and he didn't murder me," She arched an eyebrow in defense.


CPWb

She rolled her eyes at this and scoffed, "just promise me you won't go back to him, okay?"

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
"I already promised I will go to at least a meeting. I'll go and then I won't see him again. I promise."


CPWb

"Break it?" She asked as if this was obvious, "I'm your sister, your twin, and you're letting some psycho stranger prioritise my requests?"

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
"It's not that, but you know I take my word very seriously."


CPWb

"Please," she begged, "don't go. He won't let you go that easily."

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
"Are you implying I should just become a liar?"


CPWb

"I don't care what you become!" She said as she gripped her shoulders, "just...you'll put yourself in danger and whether you like it or not...you are what they want to destroy."

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
"I may have developed a crush, okay? And he was nice. He took me to the drugstore to protect me. He gave me his phone number and he isn't bad-looking. At the very least he deserved a call." She replied although the veracity of her words was unkown even to herself.


OOC: idk if its true I rlly just wanted drama tbh? Im feeling sucky si yeah


CPWb

A storm cloud covered her features as she looked at her, "so why exactly are you telling me this? So I can go support you with flags that go "your boyfriend wants to kill me but, girl power!"" She said this in the most sarcastic tone she could muster.

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
She rolled her eyes at Charlotte, "I shouldn't have come here in the first place," she replied before turning her back as a fraction of a tear slid down her left cheek.


CPWb

She felt a flicker of guilt bubble in her stomach but she pushed it down as she remembered her own encounter with him. "Yeah well...your choice to be suicidal."

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ChristieP1
Christina Petrova
She glared at Charlie but stayed quiet and instead left the room, not bothering to close the door.