Hazel sighed, floating off the chair. Haru told Hazel the answer she was afraid to hear. Which meant it was absolutely true. "I'd like to come with. See if she found out were my diary is. At the very least I am gonna assume my underwear and bras have been messed up."
Hazel didn't really care as long as the underwear wasn't cursed. She didn't need her bloomers giving her wedgies during a test or a date. Or her socks dragging her across the block. "That being said, if she is in my room, how about you go in first for security reasons."
Hazel didn't really care as long as the underwear wasn't cursed. She didn't need her bloomers giving her wedgies during a test or a date. Or her socks dragging her across the block. "That being said, if she is in my room, how about you go in first for security reasons."