09-08-2018, 04:41 PM
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  DoM & ACPuffskein
Join Date: Sep 2011 Location: California, USA
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Addison Ayers
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SPOILER!!: Drewett! Quote:
Originally Posted by Kimothy  Drew had been shifting between walking and sprinting around the Quidditch pitch. The last three laps he had made were excruciating and he could feel the side of his abdomen starting to feel pain. He was panting allll the way through and trying not to lag too behind. He wasn't athletic at all and he didn't despise exercise; he just hated that he needed to do this for the rest of the year with no way out. For sure, he was writing to Mrs. Stemp about this.
But once he began his fourth lap around the pitch, he could feel his legs shaking a little bit. Drew knew, for a fact, that this entire S.O.R.E. activity was pushing him waaaay past his limits in terms of physical activity. So, for a moment, he paused at the side and rested his hands on his knees. This was far worse than having Potions and Astronomy class scheduled with only ten minutes apart for travel time. Drew looked up when his prefect (Jackson) mentioned water, and it honestly felt like a confession of love he had been longing to hear, if ever, because he definitely needed it. Had that been an offer from last term's prefect, Erik Jessup III, he wouldn't have considered it. Erik was scary. "Me, p-please...." He said, taking deep breaths. Breathe in, breaaathe out. There was another sicky feeling lingering in his stomach now.
...Oh man, he had lost Hudson now.
After helping himself to another gulp of water, Jackson heard someone take up his offer. He looked over at the younger boy and headed toward him, directing him off a little to the side. He pointed his wand at the water bottle again and filled it quickly. "Aguamenti!" He handed the bottle over, already prepared to refill it.
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