Snippet #2325513

Chamile

she stood in the highest rafts of the building the witches mass had occupied like Bang she was bored out of her mind "why must i even attend these meetings listening to these old hags" smirking at the fact that she was probably older than any witch no she was older than any witch in the room.

Chamile laid out on her stomach, resting her chin on the palm of her hand, kicking her feet in the air behind her. she then switched to sitting up and crossed her left leg over her right a look of boredom was apparent on her face. out of the corner of her eye she saw movement. turning her head to get a better look Chamile saw a young man in eye catching bright colors and she immidietly recognized him to be Bang.

he was part of a group of male witches, which was rare since most were born female. "wonder what hes doing down there" Chamile then dropped down in front of him her long white hair trailed behind before settling in place. "you look almost as bored as i do boy" her voice light and playful.