 Group? Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Ooooh good! She had 'till twenty-nine, then. That was a relief, considering she'd been eleven three ENTIRE years ago, and she still hadn't done all the stuff she was s'posed to do. Phew.
Once she'd corrected her calculations on her parchment, Norah jotted down a few more notes before looking up for somebody to work with. This was the hardest part of all the things, y'know, finding a partner. Sigh. Double sigh. She stood by her desk and fiddled with her parchment as she scanned the room for anybody willing to work with her. "Does anybody need a group?" She'd be a good partner, okay, she promised. Pinky promised, even.
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