"I said I didn't ign-" In the middle of Analiese's answer, Myrtle simply floated away to talk to another student. Or rather, shout at her. She raised her hands to her ears when Myrtle let out a deafening scream. She tried to distract herself from Myrtle by talking to Edgar Cloggs. "Hello, Edgar. Are you enjoying your death day party?" She nearly put her hand out for it to be shaken. Silly her.
Analiese shivered again and observed the rest of the room. Did ghosts know how to clean? She grimaced at all the cobwebs and dust in all the nooks and crannies in the room.
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