 A Poop * k8 *
He nodded. Seriously. "I am. I don't WANT to live with mum and dad. It's weird. It's like...being a teenager again, and I don't like it. It's not that mum and dad are weird or anything but..." he shrugged. "Also, Emma is very nosy. I love you, mind you - " he wiggled his eyebrows, "But she is NOSY." Not that he had anything to hide. But he liked his privacy. "I mean where do you live now? How do you pay for it?" he asked curiously. If Logan could afford to pay for somewhere NOW, once Scottie got a job, he was sure they'd be set. he had no idea about the mattress situation ahem
He grinned. "I swear - no takesies-backsies..." ugh. Had he just said that aloud? He rolllllled his eyes at the mention of Hogwarts. "Better not be. I would hope you've grown up since then. Please." Or he WOULD takesie...backsie. UGH
....wait what?
"Why? You can't OWL?" What kind of rule was THAT?! "What did you do? Does dad know?" Merlin's pants!
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |