[ Somehow, her hands pull away from reaching towards the phone. And every time she tries, there seems to be some sort of block. She recognizes it as such and that immediately turns her expression sour as she gets up, planting her hands on the table in defiance.
She knows it has something to do with him. While she can set up mental blocks on herself, it's not of this nature, and definitely not for something that would limit what she could do. And this didn't benefit her in the slightest. ]
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She knows it has something to do with him. While she can set up mental blocks on herself, it's not of this nature, and definitely not for something that would limit what she could do. And this didn't benefit her in the slightest. ]
What did you do?