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Finishing packing up some materials in a box - that he had needed to unpack when he realized he had not placed an Undetectable Extension Charm on before doing said packing - the astronomer gave the assortment of trendy bum bags an approving nod just as there came a knock to the door.
QUICK! HIDE THE EVIDENCE!
Giving the box a firm kick with his foot, it went sliding under his desk and out of sight.
"Paul, good day," he greeted upon opening the door. This was a bit unexpected. It wasn't every day that a herbologist stopped by his office. "To what do I owe the...er...pleasure of your visit?"
Paul jumped a little at the sound of his voice. Merlin. He had been preoccupied in his own world in his mind...it happened quite often, actually. Milton liked to call him a 'space cadet.'
The white-haired man smiled broadly.
"WELLL as it---well---" he was nervous and stuttering. WHAT IF AIREY SAID NO? Paul wouldn't cry...nope nope NOPE. He would just pout a lot. No crying from this man.
"IheardaboutthefieldtripandIwanna'come!" it...all spilled out of his mouth, word!vomiting was one of the many talents of Paul Myers. He widened his grey-blue eyes at the Astronomer and took a deep breath.
"Please let me come." Please.