POP!
With a nice dry, squeaky clean, sweet-smelling sweater bundled in her arms, Nimma appears in the center of the Gryffindor common room, her eyes big as she looks around at the studentsies there. Nimma THINKS she knows which one Master Zeke Browne is, but Nimma looks at the studentsies present and doesn't THINK she sees him! Oh, noes. What's an elf to do?
"Master Zeke Browne? Nimma has broughts Master Zeke Browne a clean sweater!" Would someone help Nimma find him? She NEEDED to get the Master his laundry, just like the Space Master said! It was her DUTY, she had been TOLD to do so! She couldn't leave until she got her delivery safely to its owner!
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