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Originally Posted by
Mad Eye Touz
Neptune .... turned her face so her cheek was now pressed to the table and she could SEE Jake.
.... FROWN.
She was a little relieved to see him out of the hospital wing, and he might have detected a hint of relief, but MOSTLY.... Mostly Neptune Bott was mad. Livid. Irrational.
"YOU have NO right to tell me what is and isn't bad for me, Jacob Morgan." HMPH HMPH HMPH.
She turned to her OTHER cheek so he couldn't see her.
Jake bowed his head. He was stuck... the kid really didn't know what he was supposed to do in this situation.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled, head still down. "I guess you don't want to speak to me... well... I thought of that..."
And with that, quite simply, he put the uber folded piece of parchment in front on Neptune, hesitating when letting it go. "Sorry it's not longer... I've been having trouble with quills and stuff again," he shrugged, and turned away again, facing the rest of the Great Hall and waiting to be told it really was over, or for her to slap him... or to just walk away.
The
note had clearly not been written recently. Since abouuuut when they'd had their argument... that was when it appeared to have been written.
"I understand if you hate me. I'm an idiot."
Simply put.