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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Adi stuck his face up to the sun again. He did like the early morning sunshine so much. The movement of Brooklyn caught his eyes and he looked over to see her standing in the bit of shade of the balcony. He figured that she didn't want the rays to spoil her skin or something. Nooo worries. He could take the sun on for both of them. Hehe. Annnnd there went his stomach rumbling again. Adi shot Brooklyn a sheepish look, wondering if she had heard. Man, he should be going to get breakfast soon. A BIG one too. "You wanna grab breakfast with me?''
Adi shrugged good naturedly at Brooklyn. He had plans for his life but he knew things could go in a totally opposite direction (as he had found out a few months after this meeting with his Snakette 'friend'). "I didn't say you didn't have any.'' Nope, as a matter of fact, the Hufflepuff had figured that the Slytherin had a ton of those already. "Good luck with them... whatever they may be.'' He gave the girl a cheerful smile. Adi’s complete worship of the sunlight only made Brooklyn that much happier being in the shade. Granted, she figured he didn’t get sunburned quite as easily as she did, but it was still weird. And she fully acknowledged the fact that, as someone born in southern California, she should love the sun just as much as he obviously did. She just also was a redhead, which negated any California sun-worshiper gene she ought to have had. At least, that was her theory, plus she just didn’t worship anything. She was supposed to be the one worshiped, like Cersei. Not to mention she never let her stomach make a rumbling sound like she heard rather clearly coming from the Hufflepuff in the silence that had taken over the balcony. “Not really,” she responded, as he’d dulled the growling with his question. At least, she wouldn’t go down there with him. She wanted breakfast, but not including annoyances.
The shrug hadn’t really told her anything either. Information, please. Something she could use, anyway. She couldn’t use gestures. Gestures were her domain, like eye-rolling. She held back on one of those as he’d spoken again, though. Obviously he was backpedaling, and as far as she was concerned, he should. He’d inferred she didn’t have any, after all, even if he hadn’t outright said that. “Why thank you,” she said archly in response to his luck, anyway. She was doing quite well with her goals, aside from the fact people kept leaving. She still felt like the professors saw her the way she wanted them to see her, even if she was having to basically start all over this term with all the new ones.
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