 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
It was nerve wracking enough to be dealing with this sort of self-doubt at such a young age and in a position that he had waited for for so long. And knew he was fantastic for. But sTILL.. Taking a step in, Rooney nodded. "I like lemonade, Sir." And clearly Madonna liked the whole thing of invading seats, like Pomegranate did. Maybe it was a Hogwarts pets thing.. "I like how you called her Madonna though." Fitting.
He sighed when his Head of House asked about his badge and plucked it from his pocket and held it up. "I just have a few questions. The feast was... hard and... I've been wearing it, but something happened and I do--" Seriously? Why was someone needing the attention of Mr Kitridge now? When he needed it..
"No Sir, I didn't ask anyone with me." If he had, it would have been Miss Penelope, but he wasn't sure he wanted her thoughts on this subject right now. He could only deal with one person at a time about it.
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Sabbath?!
Rooney groaned, purposely trying not to be too loud. What did that little weasel want?
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