butler to answer, but as the second chime echoed through the halls, cordelia pushed herself up from behind her desk and padded her way to the door, pulling it open.
" hi there, can i help you? "
it was early morning at miss robichaux's academy and cordelia was nursing her second cup of coffee as she flipped through page after page of potential new students. ever since her news segment , the academy had been flooded with calls, —
emails and files sent from girls all over the world who either knew they were witches, or who just wanted a family.
the doorbell chimes through the quiet house, pulling delia's attention away from her morning duties. she waited for the —
the hot tea as she peers at zoe over the rim of the teacup. she can see the fatigue in zoe's eyes, and she can sense the heaviness radiating from her. " is that all? "
zoe had always been the more reserved out of the coven, however, cordelia couldn't help but notice she was more quiet than usual today. " im sorry to hear that." the supreme says as she mirrors the younger witch, taking a small sip of —
digits snake through the handle of the cup, the heat warming up her palms as she took a small sip. a thin smile appeared across lips, settling elbows against the table. for the past few nights, she’d been experiencing +