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    Flame can sense her shrug through the line. "So?" she tuts. "Wemmbu's not gonna be there."

    Admittedly, she perks up like a dog at that. For as long as she can remember, she and Wemmbu have always competed for the same role, no matter how big or small. Flame swears it's not intentional. At least, not on her part.

    Even now, that conniving bitch auditioned for the same role as her. Which, mind you, she didn't tell anyone about. Seriously, what a stalker.

    Plus, it'd be a first for her to not go to a party. Sometimes, Flame feels like she's being haunted by that obnoxious flash of purple whenever she's dragged out of the house.

    It usually doesn’t end well, either. The last time she saw Wemmbu at a party, it ended up a mess. She had one too many drinks, said a few things she probably shouldn’t have, and maybe they fought. Just maybe.

    The point is, since then, she's vowed never to attend another party. Until now, it seems.

    Or, Flame manages to enjoy herself at a party for once. Somewhat.

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    sleeping well tnite knowing this fic exists #Oh My Lord

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    The gates of the academy looked like monuments. Carved stone older than any student who passed beneath them, older even than the families who sent their heirs through. They towered high and solemn, as though silently declaring, “this is why you leave behind who you were, and step into who you must become.”

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