A Poop * k8 *
First half of the term = O+. Aboli had enjoyed it thoroughly, and much more than homeschool. The loneliness was gone - well, the surface level loneliness at least. But now was not the time to delve into it; it was the feast, and with everything back to normal, it was a cause for celebration! She could send letters again! Ziggy had sent pictures of Liam first thing she could, and Aboli could tell her smallest brother had grown so much. The sixteen year old thought she might actually cry when she finally saw them at King's Cross tomorrow.
Anywaaaay!
She plopped down next to Curtis, waved at Claudine, and glowered at Eiji. Wasn't he leaving? Good. He AND stupid Missa were leaving, and Aboli couldn't say she was sad about it.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |