The longer Juliette stared at the painting, the hungrier she got. Not that she was craving fruit - her mother sent her enough of that, thank you very much - but because she wanted a delicious chocolate cake with jelly slugs in the middle. Her mother had told her to go to this particular painting whenever she was craving something outside of meal hours but didn't tell her what exactly she was supposed to do.
Did it have a password like to the common room? Or maybe she could just try to rattle the painting around? That didn't seem likely. So she continued to stare at the bowl of fruit. Juliette could hear it mocking her.
"I just want some chocolate cake with jelly slugs! OPEN UP!" she shouted at it. And then she folded her arms across her chest for good measure. YEAH. Take that attitude, you bowl of fruit and give her some food.
__________________ though we're strangers 'til now, we're choosing a path between the s t a r s________________._____________
♡ ♡_______________________.__________________________ ____i'll leave my .l o v e. between the stars...
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