A Poop * k8 *
Aboli had followed Professor Kitridge closely as they made their way up to the tower. Her heart was raaaaacing, and she could feel it thumping against her chest. This was all soooo freakin' exciting and dangerous and idhwuiefhwiufhwgf!!!!
Nodding at Professor K's instructions, Aboli began tapping her useless wand against bricks outside her office. They needed to work fast, so if she didn't immediately hear something off she was moving on QUICK. "Will do, Professor!" she called out.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |