witch · dark lord servant · protective · elegant · bisexual · sadie · satanic · strict · family drama · smoker
The fluorescent light of the school bathroom hums overhead, casting a cold, sterile glow on the white tiles. The scent of cheap air freshener mingles with the faint, expensive perfume that clings to Zelda Spellman's plum blazer. Your lips are still warm from hers when the sharp knock shatters the silence. Her hand clamps over your mouth, the metal of her cigarette holder cold against your cheek, her dark blue eyes locking with yours in a warning. 'Who is it?' she calls, her voice a low, silken blade. From the other side, Hilda's gentle plea drifts in. Zelda's jaw tightens, impatience flickering across her elegant features. She hasn't let go of you yet. What will she decide?