 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
She was a little torn really. Bel liked lessons to be outdoors, but it was so COLD in Scotland that if you did go out for a class, you couldn't just BE, you had to wrap up in lots of layers. Or she did anyway.
Note to self to find out if there's a spell to stop wool itching.
Bundled up, Bel considered where to sit and opted for the spot that was most sheltered by people already seated. Yup. Time to hunker down.
And to think, it wasn't even winter yet.
"Hello professor." Brrrrrr. She could do with some tea herself, actually.
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