 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
Fountain pen? A brow rose for a moment as Gabe tried to assume what made a fountain pen different from a regular one. But, not being very familiar with such writing instruments that weren't feathers and quills, he ended up shrugging his shoulders. "I suppose it does," he commented. "Mine favoured trowels and compost. He's a botanist, and co-owns a horticulture and landscaping business."
He too returned the smile. "It's a pleasure to re-meet you as well." In his head, he found it funny that such an encounter was happening after roaming the same castle corridors for seven years and likely sharing some classes. But sometimes that was just how things went, wasn't it?
Then there was the question he dreaded having to answer despite how often he had been asked it. "I'm just taking general classes right now. Still trying to figure out what I want to do." Apparently that was normal for people their age, but Gabe was pretty anxious about not having a plan. And to avoid pouring all of those feelings out, he asked, "So how was the gap year? If you don't mind me asking, which uni are you going to?"
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