Red Eye

Reagan rubbed the back of her neck, and quirked an eyebrow. "They might've said something about it when I first got here, it's kind of hazy. I'm kind of a morning person, usually on the ice by 5 am, in bed early. This reverse schedule took a bit of getting used to. Do they call you red fledglings because of the eye thing?" Something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. It must be the blood shot eyes. "But it's okay, I can always ask Elvira. She an Ed an April an me are gonna work on some spells and stuff. "

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