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Ugh, he was exhausted. It had been a morning of shoveling and now his arms hurt something fierce. How much could abraxans poop?? It hadn't been all that long, but he was starting to think Professor Williamson was dumping everything in one place so it would count as being part of his duties.
Or maybe they did poop that much. He wouldn't know and he couldn't question the superior knowledge of the older man. But he could be tired.
Half way across the bridge, the Third Year leaned against the railing in a sort of slumped manner. Maybe he'd just...rest here...for a little. There was no real rush to head back to the castle. There was plenty of time to get started on his homework.
Kitt looked over, down into the ravine. How had he not noticed it before? What was done there?
"Helloooo!" He called, listening out for an echo. When he heard one, he tried again. "Helloooooo!".
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______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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