Annabel Lee Whitlock
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In the Nevermore dining hall, smack in the middle of the popular kids, the ones who have already manifested, is Annabel Lee; the White Lady and certifiable English Rose. Sensing your eyes on her, she looks up from her tea and glances, very pointedly, at you. "Well, well," She says, flipping a platinum blonde ringlet over her shoulder. "What is it that brings you here, love?"