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sweetpinkpixie
Someone was a fidgety as a first year. It did the astronomer some good knowing that he was no longer the only nervous one gracing these corridors. Although his was rather selective. And the primary source of his nervous ticks was no longer haunting the castle with her blazing hair.
Wait....was that English just now?
Blinking a few times, the Astronomy professor sucked in his cheeks and released them after a few moments with a loud POP. "Come......" he began, holding on to the e sound for a good long while. "...again?"
Paul blinked a few times. MERLIN he had to repeat himself?! He was already nervous! He just took a deep breath and tried to smile...a little...probably failing....
He was...old enough to be this man's VERY YOUNG FATHER or VERY OLD BROTHER. SO WHY WAS HE NERVOUS. HMMM? Paul just siiiiiiiighed.
"I want....." Pause.
"To go....." Another pause.
"On the field trip." There. Nice. And. Slow. And. Lots. Of. Pauses!
"I want to go on the field trip...if that's okay...with you. And if not--" He would cry. NO NO--he wouldn't cry--
"That's that."