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**Rafferty Ainsworth** · 11-19-2018, 02:05 AM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

For the record: The lunch today sucked.

It sucked almost as bad as Professor Fletcher's stupid cheese head. And THAT was a very hard feat to pull. Zoryn Amari Spinnet would rather be fed soggy, lukewarm, UNSPICED cardboard infused with locks of Sylvie Norcott's mint hair.

This was a TRAVESTY.

Honestly, was lunch options a type of divinations? Lunch-o-mancy or something? Because after one bite, Zoryn knew that the day was about to be miserable. That's the clearest reading she had ever done too. Normally she just made this ish up.

Anyways that's why she was eyeing her soup like it was the return of voldemort's saliva.

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

"Not enough kale?" Chloe Maxine Kettleburn paused on her way past Miss Zoryn Spinnet, carrying her own tray of food toward her seat at the Ravenclaw table. She was honestly of the opinion that Zoryn only took in food on the rare occasion she needed energy in her evil plan to take over the world (which, honestly, more power to her). She certainly didn't care about how food tasted.

And yet, her face... suggested otherwise. "Want my pudding?"

Why was Rafferty in such a ravenous mood? He had just had the pleasure of telling off some more students. It really was a hoot and highly satisfactory to do that. This way the reason Rafferty could not simply ignore the conversation he was overhearing. “Why must Spinnet have your pudding, Kettleburn? Have you not realized she is spoiled enough as it is?” Rafferty’s eyes glittered in glee. Spinnet was the student he enjoyed tormenting mostly. She always made herself so difficult. “Go on, Spinnet. Consume the soup. This instant.’’

11-19-2018, 02:05 AM	#37 (permalink)
Rafferty Ainsworth Puffskein Join Date: Jun 2017 Posts: 1,067	Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack For the record: The lunch today sucked. It sucked almost as bad as Professor Fletcher's stupid cheese head. And THAT was a very hard feat to pull. Zoryn Amari Spinnet would rather be fed soggy, lukewarm, UNSPICED cardboard infused with locks of Sylvie Norcott's mint hair. This was a TRAVESTY. Honestly, was lunch options a type of divinations? Lunch-o-mancy or something? Because after one bite, Zoryn knew that the day was about to be miserable. That's the clearest reading she had ever done too. Normally she just made this ish up. Anyways that's why she was eyeing her soup like it was the return of voldemort's saliva. Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin "Not enough kale?" Chloe Maxine Kettleburn paused on her way past Miss Zoryn Spinnet, carrying her own tray of food toward her seat at the Ravenclaw table. She was honestly of the opinion that Zoryn only took in food on the rare occasion she needed energy in her evil plan to take over the world (which, honestly, more power to her). She certainly didn't care about how food tasted. And yet, her face... suggested otherwise. "Want my pudding?" Why was Rafferty in such a ravenous mood? He had just had the pleasure of telling off some more students. It really was a hoot and highly satisfactory to do that. This way the reason Rafferty could not simply ignore the conversation he was overhearing. “Why must Spinnet have your pudding, Kettleburn? Have you not realized she is spoiled enough as it is?” Rafferty’s eyes glittered in glee. Spinnet was the student he enjoyed tormenting mostly. She always made herself so difficult. “Go on, Spinnet. Consume the soup. This instant.’’ __________________