 The Last of Her Kind
Adrienne wrinkled her nose. More turnstiles? She'd thought they were done with those after last year.... ugh. And these were more expensive, no? She had to put in sickles instead of just knuts? It was a good thing she had money in her pocket, because there was no way she was going to walk back up to the castle and up seven flights of stairs to the common just for some money. In that case, she would rather have dealt with the chewing-out she'd have gotten from Tora for not joining her as promised. Adrienne dug a hand into her pocket and pulled out a galleon. She shrugged and dropped it into the slot- either it would give her access for the next couple of visits, or she'd lose eleven sickles, not a big deal either way.
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