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Jun nodded in agreement. Even practices were becoming boring and he had barely gone into the room of requirement to do so. Honestly, the boy was already going a bit crazy being stuck all the time. Or he sat by his window to do the homework. "It does. I've considered burning my textbooks just for fun," Like History of Magic and Divination. Those were the top books to be burned soon. And to heat up his dorm too.
"Because summer is disgusting," Jun hated being touched during summer. No one could get close to him or else he'd punch them and lay on the cold floor in just his underwear. Yup, he would get that irritated. "Oh, that sounds exciting. Will you be designing clothes?" Could he get some too? For free? Thank you. "Dunno," He chuckled. "My brother did tell me that those living in the dorms are having harder practices. But I just have to practice enough here to pass auditions in the summer," With no injuries would be lovely too. He nodded. "So you're dad couldn't cook?"
"That would help with the heat," Charlie laughed at the notion of burning books, bringing her legs up closer to her chest. Or rather, lack thereof. She shuddered a little at the thought of the place getting any colder. "It's snowing in the Great Hall. I can't stand the thought of it snowing anywhere else." Not in her bedroom, no thank you! If it did snow in the dorms, would they be moved? Or would they be forced to deal with it?
Charlie hoped she didn't have to find out.
Rolling her eyes slightly, she prodded the boy in his arm. "You're crazy. Summer is the best." The heat, the sand, the nicer clothes. Jun was pronounced crazy. At the prospect of designing clothes, she shook her head a little. "Probably not. I'm kinda interested in the business-y part right now. But you never know, Tam might sway me." The 'boring part' as Elodie called it. Charlie actually found it rather fascinating. "You should get leeway on special circumstances. Being cooped up all the time. Plead insanity. We're all getting close to it." Then he wouldn't have to practice as much, right?
Not that Charlie wanted anyone to go insane, but if she didn't feel direct contact with the sun and the outside, soon, then she was pretty sure she might. "Well, he could -" she grimaced, pulling a face. "Just badly. He doesn't need me anymore, though." Nope. Not now he was married and she'd moved out.