The reaper ghoul walked briskly down the path of the reaper dorms, trying to desperately soak in some of the suns rays. Circe felt she was calmer than usual as of late, but then again that might have been mostly due to the fact that in the last couple weeks since she fully returned from home she had only encountered one person and that was just yesterday when she had met the reaper boil Sparrow in the gym. Circe sighed. Before she had left she hadn't had many friends but coming back it felt like she truly had none. The ghoul was trying to stay positive but was at times failing. Her father told her to just keep at it, one day she'd have more friends than she could keep track of. "As if."
Circe hadn't tried to see if Roch was still friends with her but she had went to El Greco's dorm numerous times and found that he either wasn't there or wouldn't answer her. It was probably all a misunderstanding but Circe seemed to take it personally. Maybe she wasn't meant to have friends. "Who needs them anyways." Circe frowned at her own words. Poor ghoul had teenage hormones that only made her act like one of those dejected teens, which in some ways she was. If only she could just fight her way to friends. That would be so much easier.
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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