 Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Lope Sixth Year
Amy sat up in her bed, watching her friend wandering around in the pair of heels that had been sent to her for the Yule ball that would be happening soon enough, and frankly it wasn’t happening for Sammy
“Sammy, straighten up” she instructed, and watched her friend just fall over “try again” she said, flopping back into her pillow
“Why do I need to? I can wear flats”
Amy nearly screamed “wear flats to the ball! No. Try again”
Again Sammy stumbled around the room. Amy face palmed “what are you doing?”
“I’m walking”
“No. You’re loping” |