Baudelaire Academy

Her pale, jade eyes watched me with concern. She stood up. “I’m going to get you something to eat.” My protests can awkwardly to my lips, and she left before I could get out a sentence. The buzz from the nightmare had lessened as soon as she started the conversation, but some of it still lingered in my veins. I had been on edge since the accident and unlike usual I didn’t have Andre to sit by me and tell me it was going to be alright. I looked outside and swear a figure of a hunched over man caught my eye before- “Ashefault” I think this is our stop. However she’s not back yet.