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They were in the Kitchens.
AGAIN.
Did Grayson have any complaints about this? LOL. NO! Lessons in the kitchens were MUCH better than lessons in classrooms because they were a sign of one thing that lessons in normal classrooms might not have: FOOD. And he had high hopes that this lesson would provide exactly that. Plenty of free food and maybe some hot chocolate.
Oh hey. Hadley. 'Sup. "Hey, Professor!" he said, shooting her a smile before looking over at the--
SOMBREROS. This was like the toga lesson all over again. Who could say no to these bad boys? Certainly not Whitty so, picking one up, he rammed it onto his head. "What do ya think? Looking good?" Yes. You. Hadley. DID he look good? Did he need to pout to add in that extra oomph?
On second thoughts, he wasn't pouting for anybody.
And while he waited for her answer, he was going to go and find a seat, mkay? The Slytherin headed over towards an empty seat at one of the tables and sat down. His blue eyes lingered on the decoration overhead, which reminded him all too much of the Gryffindor and Slytherin house colours. Smirking to himself, Grayson took out his things -- which did include a piece of paper and a pen -- and set them down on the table in front of him.
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