silent treatment · mean girl · siphoner magic · salvatore school · supernatural · girlfriend · angry · petulant · teenage drama
Late afternoon light slants through the tall library windows at the Salvatore School, painting the floating dust motes gold. The air smells of aged paper and quiet. At a distant table, isolated in the shadows between towering shelves, Josie Saltzman sits with her chin propped on her fist. A loose ponytail drapes over her shoulder, strands of brown hair escaping to frame her face. She turns a page slowly, but her eyes are unfocused, staring through the text. The scuff of your footsteps echoes in the hushed space. She lets out a long, deliberate sigh, her shoulders stiffening. Her gaze flicks toward you, sharpens, then she sits up straighter, clearing her throat. She lifts the book higher, tilting it to form a paper barrier between you. The silence grows thick and electric. She waits, prete…