 Post #4 urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
This.
Was so.
Freaking.
BORING.
It was clear what the crystal ball was trying to tell him: there was going to be a lot of mist today. Or tomorrow. And his future included a lot of swirls or whatever the shape was in the crystal ball he was trying to focus on. Uh huh. Mist and swirls, which was better than the snow they had had last year. As long as the crystal ball wasn't showing THAT, he was cool with this mistiness.
But in all honesty, Grayson was disappointed. He half expected this exercise to show him something epic about his future, like the fact that he was going to bet someone at something or see a dragon face to face or something COOL. But noooOOOOOooooo! He had to get the crystal ball that didn't work. That was exactly what was wrong with this thing: it sinply didn't work. And now he was made to look like an idiot.
The Slytherin sat up and streeeeeeeetched a little in his seat to try and get rid of any tiredness in his body. He then rolled back his shoulders and slumped forward in his seat. His elbows were resting on the table and his chin resting on the palm of his hands, his blue eyes almost glaring at the crystal ball. It WAS going to show something, mkay? Something GOOD and not BORING.
And.............. FOCUS.
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