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It was January, cold, snowing outside. Their mom took Pandora and Evan to the platform, and then went home. ‘Not even a cheek kiss’ pandora thought, but quickly dispersed that. She really was used to it after 5 years. (More, if you count their entire childhood.)
And, honestly, she didn’t want to think about THAT now, because she was already too pissed with someone.
The Rosier twins entered the train, and directed themselves to the cabin where Regulus, Dorcas and Barty were. Evan opened the door and-
“Holy shit!” Barty exclaimed a bit too dramatically, as always.
Regulus looked up from the book he was reading, Dorcas just seemed too stunned to say anything. As regulus’s brain processed what he’d seen he said:
“What the fuck happened to you?” He looked worried and like he wanted to laugh at the same time.
Pandora threw herself on the bench in front of her friends, preparing herself to explain why she was SO FUCKING MAD.
“Pandora did it.” Evan pointed at her with the broken hand. They all shot amused looks at her.
“Dear brother, you mind explaining to our even more dear friends WHY I did all of that?” She said with exaggerated kindness.
“Nope.” Evan sunk beside her. Oh, she was dealing with that RIGHT NOW, RIGHT THERE! UGH!!!
“Pandora, my love, do YOU mind telling us why did you destroy my boyfriend?” Barty said.
Just thinking about it made her want to punch Evan again.
“So… this happened like three days ago. Our parents went out to some sort of meeting or whatever, so Evan and I were alone. I was in my room, the house was quiet when I decided to grab a drink, so I went to the kitchen.” She was already red with rage.
“I’m getting the feeling Evan is in the wrong in this story.” Dorcas commented.
“Oh yeah, because, now, get this! I was at the kitchen and went to grab the juice jar in the fridge. There was a paper stuck on the door. You know what was the paper? It was a fucking suicide note! That Evan wrote, and left stuck with a FUCKING HEART SHAPED MAGNET THERE. And all he wrote on it was ‘Pandora’s. Fault.’ “
She paused, and, honestly, it looked like she was going to explode. Reg, Dorcas and Barty all were trying not to laugh. And she continued
“Well, if you don’t remember, I am Pandora!!! And I was like, “What the FUCK did I do to him?!?”, if he’s gonna blame somebody, blame our parents. But since he’s my fucking brother I stormed off the kitchen, ran upstairs and the door to he’s room WAS FUCKING LOCKED!!! I started freaking the hell out, and yelled he’s name. I stood there crying for 5 WHOLE MINUTES! I ALMOST BROKE THE FUCKING DOOR! He didn’t open, and I though he really had killed himself. I went outside, climbed to the second floor and entered trough the window and he was cackling! HE WAS FUCKING LAUGHING AT ME!!! He had fucking tears on her eyes. Well, I did too! BECAUSE I THOUGHT MY FUCKING BROTHER WAS DEAD!!”
She took a series of deep breaths and calmed down. “And that’s the reason Evan has 3 broken ribs, a broken wrist, bruises all over and a black eye.”
Evan was smiling like when you remember a distant childhood memory, and said, “Worth it.”
Pandora snapped “OH YOU LIL’ PIECE OF SH-
It was really hard to separate the twins after that. And Evan now had too black eyes. And more bruises. And maybe a few more broken bones.