a bit of madness is key | miss chanandler bong | those cunning folks use any means
Carlton was slightly nervous. They were actually supposed to run? That would be a problem. He wasn't a runner at all. Especially not with all the layers he was wearing. But Healer Reed had told him that he could help with heating charms if it would come to that. So Carlton removed one scarf, two jackets and one pair of pants. Which left him about four layers of clothing. He stepped away from the pile of clothes on the floor, smiling to himself. It looked like a person had melted and left all their clothes. He would pick that up later. Later. Or Flynn would have at him. Eek!
With one layer of clothes less he could actually move and do what was required of him. STRETCH. Carlton didn't answer the first question because Professor Hirsch was standing RIGHT THERE but just moved closer to Liv because of the affection. He felt all the affection towards her. Over the course of the last few months he'd come to depend on her a lot. Too scared to upset any of the professors because THERE WERE SO MANY OF THEM, he didn't say anything. He just stood reeeally close to Liv and started to stretch.
The second question Healer Reed asked however was something he dared to answer. "You could also bounce, sir!" He said happily as he mimicked the Healer's exact movements. His EXACT movements. Because Carlton had never stretched before. "If you bounce a lot then you get tired." Happened to him a lot.
Carlton bounced twice on the spot just to demonstrate what he meant before quickly returning to stretching.
Where was his right foot? THERE IT WAS. He dived down towards it with his hands because that was what the others were doing right?
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