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Sammy half-expected Emm to skip her way down the corridor, chanting something or another, and squealing the moment she saw him. Or, you know, something to that extent. He also expected her to say something that would only make him feel uncomfortable.
But this? The mild greeting? The lack of excitement? The distance?
This was not like Emmerson Cambridge.
As confused as he was, the Ravenclaw tried not to show it. He could ask, but this didn't seem like the time to bring that up. After all, they had bigger things to worry about. "Emm," he said, digging his hands into his pockets. There was a hint of a smile on his face, but he was also watching her closely. Watching, and taking note of her reactions.
"Soooooo..... how are you doing?"
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