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siriusblackliveson 
Patrick turned with brownie crumbs falling down his face onto his white shirt. Well crud, his new shirt was now going to have possible brownie stains on it. He heard a girl say his name, it was the girl who had an oddly familiar American accent in the great hall. He swallowed the bite of brownie he had just finished. Brushing off the crumbs sitting on his hands onto his pants he stuck out his hand, "Yes, I'm Patrick. I didn't catch your name at the feast."
He was about to wait for a response from the girl when he remembered that she had asked him where he was from. Kentucky accents, or even a southern one were a dime a dozen where he grew up, although neither of his parents had an accent. "I'm from Kentucky. But my dad was transferred to a job in London a year ago. What about you?" he wondered.
Mess wasn't something Liss hated, and so the crumbs on Patrick's shirt went completely unnoticed - after all, the House Elves were practically life savers when it came to things like that. Aw, and here he was offering a hand. After shaking it rather dramatically, Liss took some marshmallows from the proffered bowl that
Vivian was holding, mouthing a thank you to her, before waving with her 'mallow free hand at
Junia & Sky. They'd catch up in the dorm, right? And soon, before she started to fall asleep.
"Felicity," she said, with a smile. "Ooh, nice, what does he do? I'm, like, two states over in North Carolina. Or, I was. My dad also transferred just over a year ago, so it's only my second year here."