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Old 06-02-2014, 05:15 PM   #132 (permalink)
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Moritz Schultz (#0f667e)
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Brrrrrr....that was a really cold wind chill running down her spine now.

How was it even possible that with all of her buttons closed, she was still feeling the wind getting through her jacket? It wasn't making any sense to her. Well, perhaps she should have put more layers on before she came outside, so that was probably a mistake on her part. Another question at hand would probably have been, why would she have chosen to be outside in this cold weather instead of up in the common room sitting by the warming fire?

Possibly more so for privacy.

Not really privacy per say, maybe it was just the fact of needing some concentration. She realized that she'd hadn't written a letter to her father in a few days & she knew he would probably be very upset with, maybe even cross. He must've been worrying sick from not hearing from her at all & she did feel rather terrible for not writing to him. So with a book to support her parchment & her quill at the ready, she began to think of numerous ways to write out her apology to her father.
Caleb didn't get why it was so COLD out here this fall - usually this kind of chill came around the New Year - but he still liked to take little strolls around the grounds. It wasn't THAT cold out yet. Bundled up in his Slytherin scarf and his pea coat, he wandered around, looking for some animals to observe, only there didn't seem to be any of them around. They apparently were avoiding the cold. Not that he blamed them, if he was that tiny he'd probably freeze into an icicle if he hung around...

Lost in his thoughts about frozen animals and hibernation and whatnot, he didn't even notice someone sitting nearby, writing something with a quill and parchment. CRASH! Caleb walked right into the poor person, tripping over them and falling on the cold hard pavement and scraping his chin.
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