 connoisseur of comfort ❅ Crayola's Wibby Mrs Alex Turner ❅ Netflix and meow
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Originally Posted by sarahlooo  Oddly enough, Natalie found peace in the quill shop. It smelled like fresh paper and it was quiet and not crowded with people like a lot of the other shops were. She usually didn't mind the lines in Honeydukes, but she didn't even feel like eating sweets. To be honest, she didn't feel like doing anything in Hogsmeade, but she wanted the fresh air. They had just gotten back from the holiday, and she already felt like she was suffocating.
Ugh.
But she could always use new quills and school supplies, so the prefect wandered through the aisles slowly, occasionally plucking an item off the shelf to purchase. Max was here to replace the self-inking quills he'd apparently lost just before the holidays. He'd probably lose his head if it wasn't attached to his neck but anyways, do you know how much more effort essays were when you had to constantly stop to re-dip for more ink??? A lot. And he was fed up of it. So here he was, on the hunt.
He rounded one of the aisles and spotted the back of someone familiar. Someone he was still a little angry at actually.
Time for payback. He was probably going to get into a bunch of trouble if the shopkeeper noticed him, but oh well, he had a few sickles extra and it was totally going to be worth it...
Trying to be super covert and super sneaky, Max snatched a bit of parchment off of the closest shelf, screwed it up into a perfect parchment paper ball and flung it straight at Natalie's head. Hah.
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