09-18-2015, 07:17 AM
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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Adi has thought he had not stashed any Chocolate frogs in his pocket but much to his delight, he found he had one. Apparently it was left over from the last time he had worn this pair of jeans. One of the true happiness in life was reaching into one's pocket and finding your favourite sweet treat. Adi happily ripped away at the wrapping and then proceeded to bite the frog's head off as he leaned over the balcony, looking down.
Omnomnom.
Hmmmm? Who wouldn't stop him from what? The chewing Hufflepuff turned. He smiled brightly at Brooklyn. Since he was still chewing, he waved at her as he quickly swallowed. "HIII, Brooklyn! How's it going? You look SUPER sleepy, by the way.'' Hehe. The appearance of the Chocolate Frog caused narrowed eyes on the small redhead, yet Brooklyn didn’t particularly care. She wasn’t really a big Chocolate Frog eater anyhow, so even though it was kind of rude for Adi to eat in front of her, it wasn’t as if she wanted any. Had he even known she was there, since he hadn’t exactly reacted to her statement yet. Actually, that was rude too. She ignored the part where she hadn’t exactly greeted him. That wasn’t important. But then, he also was leaning awfully far forward, which brought back her comment about not stopping him from jumping. Or falling. It didn’t really matter which. She wasn’t stopping him either way.
Of course, then he’d turned. Which put him back on her side of the railing, and she’d inwardly sighed. Even more at the way too animated wave, as if they were friends. They weren’t friends. Especially not if he was going to insult her like that. “Well you look way too cheery for this early,” she replied, annoyed. Why things couldn’t go the way she wanted, she didn’t know. But it irritated her either way. She would have much rather avoided the insults. And the cheeriness.
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