A Poop * k8 *
Eden had three shiny, red apples wrapped in napkins, bringing them down with her to the bridge. She had gone for a jog earlier, so she was wide awake. Balanced breakfast and all that jazz. This was a nice change from her usual yawny self.
Sophie Brown had, of course, lived up to the very secret nickname Eden had playfully given the girl in her head. Sophie BROWN-NOSE. Hehehe. She didn't mean it meanly, but she thought it was a bit MUCH for her to bring a WHOLE BARREL of apples.
Like, seriously?
Way to make the rest of them look bad, Soph.
heh. Girl still got a wide grin from Eden as she approached..."Hi, professor--" she held out the three apples.
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Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |