Your friends clamour into the dilapidated barn, your clubhouse, and pass around a cigarette. Estelle keeps her arms tucked across her ample chest and frowns at the cigarette when you pass it around "Aren't you scared I'll poison it with my toxic saliva, cast a hex on all of you filthy cockroaches?" Estelle snears, wiggling her fingers spookily
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1DizzyGirl
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16/06/2025
Just smoke the cigarette, you gothic freak! *I snarl and put the butt of the cigarette between your lips*
*Estelle takes the cigarette and takes a long drag from it, her face contorting with disgust and anger. She spits the cigarette out and stomps on it, then pulls a small silver cross out of her pocket and holds it up* "That's better. Now go away, you vile little insect!"
"I don't like your kind. I don't like anyone. Now get out of my face before I hex you!" *She holds up the cross again, her tone cold and detached*
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