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12 July 1920
Late Morning

The spread was taking up the entire table at this point and it still wasn't making much sense. There was just... Chaos. Chaos everywhere.

Will had been staring at it and adding cards to it, trying to get any clarification at all for over an hour now. It wasn't helping. As far as he could tell, his new school was going to be filled with strange groups, things cloaked in darkness, beginnings, and the chariot was just in there, driving everything at rapid speed.

Based on this, it was going to be a miracle if he survived his fourth year at all. Maybe he should be just quitting while he was ahead. It seemed like it might be safer, given the whole things cloaked in darkness part of things.

He sighed, glancing over the cards one last time. Nothing helpful. He gathered them up, stacking the deck together neatly and starting to shuffle again. Not that he was going to try and read for himself again; that reading had been more than enough for the day.

Though...

He glanced around, light eyes settling on the first person who didn't seem otherwise occupied. He waved to them, beckoning them over.

"Hey!" he called, when he'd gotten their attention. He motioned to the cards "Wanna give 'er a go?"

Today had been like any other day at the summer facility. Boring. First thing she had read the newspaper, had some breakfast, took a walk by the water, and wrote a letter to her parents. That ate up about an hour of her morning. It was a mistake to leave her writing at home. She had pondered sending a letter to her mother to send it, but was worried sick that something would happen in transit. Thankfully, she would have time to retrieve it before heading back to school.

On her way back to the dorms she heard a vaguely familiar voice call out in her direction.

Hey! Wanna give 'er a go?" Pointing at her chest, then looking behind her she wondered if he was talking to her. "Me?" she mouthed to the fourth year waving her over. There was no one else making eye contact, so she shrugged and walked his way. Of course, she knew who William was. They were both in Ravenclaw after all, but they didn't exactly run in the same circles. She honestly hated being so young. It would have been lovely if her and Alice had just been twins.

"Hey William, what are you working on?"

Looking over the half-hazard chaos laid out before her, Everleigh shuddered. The disorder and mess made her skin itch. Eyes wide, she tried to make sense of the cards, but doing readings was not her forte. Now READING she could do. Books, newspapers, even music, but not tarot cards. Nope. She was at a loss.

"Well if you're asking me to read them your out of luck, but I'm game for anything else. What did you have in mind?"

The girl - Everleigh, some part of his brain reminded him - went on like he wasnt' talking to her for a second before coming over. He supposed that was fair. She was younger and may or may not have made reference to eating her at one point or another. It didn't exactly start them off on the most positive of notes.

"Hey, bud."

The term of endearment he used for his younger siblings just slipped out. Huh. A card about family had come up in the spread. Maybe there was something there that he needed to think more about.

"Ain't workin' on nothin'. Just tryna do a readin', but it's all a mess so I think I gotta refocus."

He gathered up all the cards from the table, recreating his deck and shuffling through a few times. Reorganizing the chaos, hopefully. He hoped that trying to read for someone else would give his cards the good kick in the pants that they seemed to need.

"Nah, nah. I can do the readin' for ya, if ya wanna give 'er a go." He held out the cards to her so she could shuffle them herself. "If you wanna, 'course. Just think of somethin' ya wanna know and we can see what comes up. Hopefully, then it'll stop givin' me a whole whack of chaos since it's for you and not me."

It was a big ask though. Personal. He didn't know Everleigh well enough, really.

"Up to you, though."