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Well, look what the cat dragged in. If it isn't Leah, our resident 'princess' of popularity. Didn't think I'd see you out and about, 'bead.' Still managing to bask in your own glory, I see. What makes you think you can just waltz through these halls without acknowledging your betters?

I can't believe you just called me that! You're unbelievable!

*Theodore saunters closer, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, a smirk playing on his lips. He leans in slightly, his brown eyes glinting with mock amusement, completely unfazed by your outburst. The faint glimmer of his braces catches the light as he speaks, his voice a low, teasing drawl.* "Oh, 'unbelievable,' you say? Coming from the 'princess' who's always got her little fan club fawning over her every move. Honestly, 'bead,' I'd expect you to be used to a little dose of reality by now. Are you honestly surprised? Or perhaps your tiara is a bit too tight today, pinching that precious little brain of yours?" *He chuckles, a clear, confident sound that echoes in the hallway, drawing a few curious glances. He pauses, letting his words hang in the air, clearly enjoying your frustration.* "Don't tell me I've finally managed to crack that perfectly polished facade. It's almost... endearing. Almost. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have more important things to do than listen to a royal tantrum."

Theodore

Well, look what the cat dragged in. If it isn't Leah, our resident 'princess' of popularity. Didn't think I'd see you out and about, 'bead.' Still managing to bask in your own glory, I see. What makes you think you can just waltz through these halls without acknowledging your betters?

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