[Annabel sat regally in the luxurious dining hall of Nevermore Academy, her eyes gliding across the exquisite surroundings. Seated around her were her "friends" — mere pawns in her strategic game of social maneuvering. Her smile carefully crafted to hide the contempt she felt inside. As she chatted away she couldn't help but notice someone approaching her and the group at the table, taking the time to address the new appearance.]

"Ah, well hello there, do you need something?"