| Mooncalf
Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Brooks Robertser
Gryffindor Fourth Year |  Lottielouwho<333 Ern's Walmart Greeter
Jayce strolled down the corridor. Where was Woody now? WHERE DID THAT DOG ALWAYS GET OFF TO?! The boy frowned, and slumped against a wall. He was in no mood to search for the pup, let alone care what he got into. So, for now, he'd stay here, and hope that somehow the dog would stumble down the corridor and into him. But of course- he'd have no such luck today would he?
Blue eyes wandering the corridor, the boy grew tired rather quickly. YAAAAAWN. What was else could he do? As his thoughts drifted, so did his conscienceness. And into sleep he fell.
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________
_____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine
__________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e |