๐—ง๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—›๐˜‚๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐˜‚๐—ณ๐—ณ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—น

- The Sorting Hat

SCRIPT BY: Aeolian_shifts


I sip honey and milk after completing my morning routine. I took one last look into the mirrorโ€ฆ

๐—ฌ/๐—ก

I step into a round cheerful room full of quilted pillows and cozy sofas. My eyes travel around analyzing the honey colored wood decorating the common room while patchwork blankets sit folded neatly on the couches and coffee tables.

๐—›๐—ผ๐—ด๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐˜€