 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
"I’ll take a mug, Ms. Kettleburn!’’ Kay chimed as she joined her Ravenclaws, having just moved in from her office. She was clad in a dark purple pajama suit that had owls printed all over it: owls with books, owls with mugs of coffee, owls with glasses on. Her feet were jammed into white bedroom slippers. Her hair was tied in a plait. At the moment, she looked very much like one of the students and not a professor. Still though, Kay was here to ensure that there was order and respect at this Campout.
Hearing practically every kiddo wanted cocoa, she could hardly let Chloe do all the work by herself. “Hello, everyone! Love the choice of pajamas.’’ There was that beam for them all. “Ms. Kettleburn? I’ll help you there. In the meanwhile, would someone like to suggest an activity that we can use to kick things off?’’ |