a bit of madness is key | miss chanandler bong | those cunning folks use any means
Alex walked into the classroom happily. He wasn't late and he wasn't wearing his chicken costume. Yes, it all pointed to the fact that young Mr. Reed was shaping up. Nevermind that it had taken four of his friends to get him out of the chicken suit which he had insisted he would wear to class. "Good day Professor." he smiled and took a seat. So, right Arthimancy. Numbers and such right? Yay for a class that made him look stupid.
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