 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
The understatement of the century was that Ravenclaw house were coming out in their least numbers of past. He could count his housemates sat at this table on his one hand - he'd seen others around and figured they were typically sitting with their friends elsewhere and for some reason...that was upsetting him now. Probably because he had no one to talk to besides a handful of people he couldn't bear to be around for longer than it took to pour a glass of water. And now, as if things couldn't get worse...Char's friend Chloe was here. And sat down. Sometimes he forgot she was a Ravenclaw, too.
Finally someone to distract him from it, though. Rooney had given Azura a nod in response to her question, but got caught up listening to Penelope and her droning continuous talking. "You sure say a lot of words when you don't need to, Miss Penelope." But he smiled, stood up and gave her cheek a kiss. "Don't be sad, 'kay?" Because she should be happy that she was getting away from the teenage drivvle happening around here. He sure would be if he could get away. Rolllllllll on the train home.
He wasn't going to be offering his services for the rock looking after.
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