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Chasity, still glowing red in her cheeks looked up at him and then glanced down at her ankle. The most unattractive par of her body at this point. Swollen, purple, while the rest of her was fair. She met his eyes for just a split second, feeling herself go on fire from his pleasant smile. He had a nice smile, perfect and warm, welcoming. The stranger gave her a weird sense of home and comfort. She actually felt safe. In Ipswich, she was always paranoid and on her toes about every act she does, consistently a sinner. Now an apparent witch. She sighed nearly silent to herself. Just the other day she was drawing and dancing with her best friend Rebecca. She was excited for her next adventure, anxious for the new feel of adrenaline while they giggled over the trouble they committed. This was a whole new kind of adrenaline. The kind she didn't liked. Now she's an anxiety-ridden mess with a purple ankle, messy tangled blond curls, covered in dirt and filth from the amount of times she took a fall into the ground while running for her life. The weirdest part of it all, was that she was sitting on some boy's bed. A boy she just met moments ago. She gazed up at him. He saved her life and she hasn't even been polite to him. "Th-thank you, uhm, M-Maverick.."