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Originally Posted by Optimist  Puck had received her letter. Yep. That stupid little letter with her supplies and everything. She wanted to P-U-K-E seriously. Was this a cosmic joke? She had to have a book on stupid numbers? She hated numbers almost as much as she despised children and their little sticky hands...and runny noses oh god what if one touched her? WHAT IF ONE WIPED SNOT OFF OF THEIR NOSE AND THEN TOUCHED HER WITH THEIR SNOT COVERED HAND?
She was hyperventilating – or well her heart was racing. She had already given Germaine to Claire for care after all her new ridiculously massive barn own Philostrate would have eaten him if she had brought him with her…and he was against the rules. Stupid regulations.
She leaned against the counter of a little Pizza shop and waited for friends to show up. Why not eat before the feast? After all they had what? A seven to nine hour train ride ahead of them? She was not going to starve, and she wanted time with her friends before the train, before it began.
THERE SHE GOES, THERE SHE GOES AGAAAAAAAIN.
Her Mum.
Driving away. Leaving her alone in this place. A TERMINAL OF ALL PLACES! AFTER ALL THOSE NIGHTMARES SHE STILL LEAVES HER ALONE heeeeeRE.
Mother, why?
Rorie rolled her trunk (with Herman in his cage well-secured to it and covered up) to the concourse. She wasn't quite ready to accept the fact that she had lost her battle against Hogwarts. Also, she was still tired from camp. Her mother brought the remaining things and brought her straight from camp to here. The loud rumbling coming from her stomach was a testament to how hungry she was.
Spotting a pizza place, she bee-lined over to it, yet also spotting someone she was happy to see. "PUCK, MY HERO!" She piped up next to her. "Am I glad to seeee yoooou." Maybe Puck will let her sit on her shoulders to keep away Hogwartian cooties.
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