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B O R E

Unheard Sarcasm.



Several minutes later, she’s still talking. Her eyes light up at the sight of his tiny, polite smile. She continues to yap about her fabulous time over the winter holiday. He simply could care less. Still, she has pretty eyes, and bouncy hair, and her teeth are straight.

All fine qualities, sure.

If only she could work on her conversational skills.

“Isn’t that so funny?” She asks, and he nods. Not because he cares, but because heard a rumour about Lily Evans hating the girl. He sits up, and flashes her a grin.

All gentleman-like: “Please, tell me more.”