a bit of madness is key | miss chanandler bong | those cunning folks use any means
So the announcement had said something about a run. Carlton couldn't even walk in the clothes he was wearing. It had been a struggle to get from the dormitory to the Entrance Hall. But he'd made it in time. Which was a miracle in and of itself.
He spotted Healer Reed and the small group of students AND THE TWO DOGS somewhere in the distance. He puffed. "DOGS." He continued to waddle forward, sloooooooooowly inching his way towards the group of people.
Carlton noticed Sinead and tried to give her a wave when he got closer but he could barely move his arms. He did give her a finger-wiggle though but she probably didn't see it.
FINALLY. He arrived. Students had actually passed by him when he made his way forward. He was not moving fast. "HellohealerReed". His voice was muffled due to the three layers of scarves he was wearing. He wiggled his head to free his mouth but he was bundled up too good. "Hello Healer Reed!" Better but not perfect. At least he tried to be polite. "I made it." He murmured to himself, beaming looking around at the other students at the dogs of course.
Although, no one could see he was beaming because he was practically wearing all the clothes he had. Everything he owned. Right there. On his body.
Anyone else getting warm? No? No one? Just him?
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