A Poop * k8 *
Paul waved his wand and sent the stump to the corner of James' office. He rubbed his hands together. "Ahh...there we go! Now you don't have such a lonely corner anymore!" He smiled and put his wand away.
Clutter.
Paul didn't mind clutter, but he also didn't not..non-clutter either. It was all how he was feeling in the moment. He took a seat, without being asked, but he was sure he was welcome to have a seat, of course. "Ahh...well that makes sense. You sound a lot like my partner, Milton. Maybe that's why I want to be friends! Who knows--" Paul was rattling away. Poor James.
"So..you spend most of your time outside, then?" he asked. "I will spend MORE time outside this term than last term, since I was allowed to bring my dog with me this time around!" And Charles needed lots of walking and stuff. Paul has played frisbee with him just this morning, and worn himself out quite a bit. "Have you become acquainted with Justine yet? The groundskeeper? He's a funny ole' chap as well! Very friendly! Ah, us outside men." Paul smiled and sighed contently.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." 
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |