Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
Still dressed in his Slytherin Quidditch robes and covered in some sweat, Dylan carried an unmoving, smelly, sweaty girl into the waiting room. To her defense, however, she had just been at tryouts...So, he supposed it wasn't so horrible that she was...stinky.
Logan shouldn't have been trying to mix it up with Sierra Greingoth. Simply put.
Settling into a seat, he readjusted Logan in his arms and waited for the Healer to be with them...and hopefully she wouldn't be too long. A pile of homework was waiting for him back in Slytherin.
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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