 connoisseur of comfort ❅ Crayola's Wibby Mrs Alex Turner ❅ Netflix and meow
Max had perked up a bit and shot grins to both Cam and Sylvie when they'd opted a seat near him.... the minute Professor Sabre opened her mouth though......? The frown was back and it was even more prominent than before.
At this point, the loss of points was minor and really he couldn't give two hoots. He'd grown wearisome with the inconsistencies with all these stupid rules though and the Slytherin plopped down into his seat and glowered coldly at the professor. He'd had enough already and the puking pastille at the bottom of his rucksack was calling his name.
He knew a ton about hieroglyphics. Nothing he was in the mood for sharing now though. Nope. Max folded his arms across his chest and the great sulk continued.
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