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What? WHAT? Josh had given Professor Schmoe a bit of a deer in headlights kind of look at the question before ultimately nodding his head because it wasn't that much of an unusual request and his classmates were hanging theirs up anyway. He was just pleased he had been able to produce something considering how utterly clueless he felt in this class right now.
Leaning back in his seat, it was impossible NOT to hear the exchange between Thing 1 and the professor...and see her handwork considering they were sitting beside one another. What WAS it with this school and him and posters? Hogwarts posture culture was absolutely insane, though Skeet still took the pie on that one with his Tentacle Boy poster right after this native Bostonian transferred.
Or so he thought.
With some time on his hands and trying to look everywhere but the front of the room at his own poster, the Gyffindor's eyes meandered over to a certain Ravenclaw who was looking entirely too pleased with herself. And, in his experience, that was never a good thing. Leaning around his desk, Josh stole a glance at her poster as she carried it up front .... and the noise that came out of his mouth was a little inhuman. A cross between a Scooby-Doo 'ruuuuh' and a gasp and a chortle and a strangled kneazle, to be precise. FIRST, that was a really nice drawing of himself. Second....WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHY?!
His mouth was still agape as she made her way back, though thankfully no longer making THAT noise, and he would have said something proper were it not for Professor Schmoe moving things along..........and saying his name.......and talking about his own poster. Redemption or mortified? He could not decide which was the more prominent sensation but he was grinning and bearing the entire explanation before getting up to participate in the main activity.
CoNsIdErInG tHiNgS...it really only seemed fitting that he be on the pollutant side of things riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight, Miss Olivia Caffery?! But that wasn't Josh's style and instead he went up to retrieve a bag to COLLECT trash bEcAuSe He WaS dOiNg BeTtEr!
Though he really could have done without Aboli's proclamation...which earned another grimace from the sixth year.
So once he had his bag in hand, Josh jogged his way over to his little lioness buddy of Bernie. "Want to double team?"
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