 Rucole Club Club|| film lyfe || mac and cheese queen|| *exits with trunkshot*
Cal was still very much in shock about the whole costume and scene the professor was doing to pay much attention to what was being asked. He could feel the wave of second hand embarrassment hit him like a ton of bricks and he continued to sit there, with his hand covering his mouth in concern. Was the school absolutely sure this man wasn't completely mental? Above all that, the fourth year had no clue what the answer to question was. If anything, the flowers were probably as shocked as he was and the red was drained out of them. "They were s-sc-cared pale." He mumbled, setting his head down to rest on his arms.
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