all by myseeeeeelllffff *BELTS* A Poop * k8 *
Time for Divination. Time for Aboli's relaxing lesson (besides Herbology this year). The smell of whatever scent Professor K usually had going was always soothing to her. "Good day, Professor. Hope it's going as well for you as it has for me!" she smiled and plopped down at an empty table, eyeing the dressing rooms...
Would they be changing? IN here? What? That made her feel uncomfortable. She crossed her arms and sat with her feet tucked underneath her, curled up in the chair.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." 
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |