After Firondoiel heartily congratulated the winners she started back towards her seat. On her way she noticed The Phantom in the crowd. All of sudden she stopped short and her face held a puzzled look. Why don’t I feel like I used to? She thought as she finally continued on. “What’s wrong Firondoiel?” asked Arafangwen when she reached her friends.
“I just realized something, I…” Firondoiel trailed off.
“Yes?” Arafangwen prompted.
“I don’t feel certain feelings that I once did towards a certain someone.” Firondoiel said hesitantly.
“Oh?” Arafangwen raised her eyebrows and glanced towards The Phantom.
“I think I just had a…um, “schoolgirl crush” you might say.” Firondoiel said with her cheeks reddening.
“Don’t be embarrassed. You’re over it now right?” Arafangwen asked.
“Yeah. But I’ve made a fool of myself haven’t I?” Firondoiel asked.
Arafangwen shook her head. “No. Don’t worry about it”
“All right.” Firondoiel sighed with relief and settled into her chair.
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