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ACCENTS!
Lola loved accents to the death of her, and she just sat in her seat, dreamily watching the man's woooooords speak out of his mouth. My my my! HIS ACCENT WAS BEAUTIFUL. She tried to figure out which type of accent he was, and with deep curiosity, leaned in from her seat with big, wide eyes.
Studystudystudystudy.
Ancient Runes were not her best subject but it interested her. They were ancient. And all... runey. When he told the class that he could transfigure them into a viking and possibly have beards, her eyes. Wider. WIDERRRR. "MEEE MEE MEE!" she volunteered, immediately standing up and taking her textbook with her, utterly clueless of any of these rune meanings.
As she was before him, she quickly flipped through the pages as fast as she could, using her fingers as reading points.
"Okay okay! It says here..." AHA! "Nauthiz. It means need. THE CRAVING of something... OR SOMEONE!" and so, Lola quickly put one hand in the air (the other holding the textbook) and dramatically motioned a gesture that showed her craving for the viking, waving her hands in circular motions around her head and mouth.
VIKINGS!
"Viking, please," she said angelically, bowing her head down. Beard and everything.
__________________ ______________________________________________lola jones currently in america
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