Snippet #1802664

Negi jiggled the doorknob and got out, creeping along the Orphanage to find Emily. She finally found her, and glared at her. "What is your problem?" She whispered. "Like I said, I can defend myself. I could hear you choking. You don't need to protect me, you know. I'm fine." Negi murmured, tears streaming down her face. "Emily? Are you okay? Are you dead?" Negi founded herself laying on the floor next to Emily and hugging her. "Please don't be," she murmured, and got up to pick up Emily and wobble back to the room. Thankfully she was strong enough, and she set Emily down on the bed. Negi stared at Emily, and her apathetic look appeared back on her face. Her gaze shifted towards her desk, and she sat in a chair, staring at nothing. She took off her hair, revealing her pitch black hair and she ran both hands into the side of her head and into her hair. The palms of her hands rested near her temples, and you could see her fingers twitching every couple of seconds.