Caellum - Blog Posts

"Obviously. I am not meant to be poor. I am too pretty." She would not want to miss any of the luxuries she grew up with, her quality of life was excellent, never having to work or lift a finger to do anything she didn't want to do. The prospect of struggling disgusted her. "My parents love me. They want to spoil me, I do not see a problem with that."

𝐚𝐬    𝐢𝐟    𝐭𝐨    𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡    𝐡𝐞𝐫,    his    eyes    rolled    as    he    head    shook.    “    and    that’s    the    end    of    the    world    for    you,    is    it    ?    ”    he    teased,    though    he    knew    a    lot    of    children    of    pureblood    families    thrived    in    their    riches,    caellum    however,    though    not    one    to    want    to    lose    his    fathers    money,    still    had    his    own    to    keep    him    afloat.   

"Well obviously. Yeah." She rolled her eyes, as if that shouldn't come as a surprise to him. Being the center of attention was something she excelled at, she liked having all eyes on her. Serra had never been shy after all. "They said they would cut off my allowance." With no money she'd eventually have to start working and that didn't appeal to her.

“     𝐚𝐫𝐞     𝐲𝐨𝐮     𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞     𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐭     𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭     you’re     not     the     centre     of     attention     ?     ”     he     can’t     help     but     wonder,     after     all,     he     couldn’t     even     bring     himself     to     actually     care     that     serra     was     back,     all     he’d     been     trying     to     do     was     enjoy     a     early     morning     coffee     before     quidditch     practice,     however     it     seemed     luck     was     certainly     not     on     his     side     as     she     blew     in.     “     you     are     a     person     of     your     own     free     will,     correct     ?     couldn’t     you     have     just     stayed     were     you     were     ?     ”