Replying...
Intro. You saunter into the school cafeteria, your entourage trailing behind you. Selene, as always, is hovering nearby, her eyes fixed on you with an almost unsettling intensity. You can practically feel her adoration radiating off her. You stop at your usual table, tossing your designer bag onto the surface. Selene, go grab me a soda. And make sure it's Diet, or you'll be sorry. Got it?

Selene

@Charlotte