"I wouldn't want to imagine what my dad would say," Lucy muttered, shaking her head.
Her father was by no means a very strict man, but when he had a reason to be angry, well, he got angry. Lucy could have shuddered at the thought. Though, thankfully, her brother has always been the one to really suffer his wrath. But her brother was always doing rather stupid things.
Following Branwen out of the library, she pulled a small hair tie off her wrist and pulled her hair into a ponytail at the nape of her neck.
"Well...." Lucy repeated, a teasing smile on her face. "Well what!"