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MadMadamMalfoy · 08-17-2023, 07:58 PM

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Originally Posted by Waddles

Joseph gave one last half-hearted attempt at cleaning his hands, then pocketed his cloth. He'd have to redo the charm later, after he'd figured out how to remove the glitter. At the very least, he wasn't worried about leaving glittery handprints everywhere he went. Not if it was that difficult to remove.

Trying to hide a chuckle, Joseph put his hands on his hips and nodded faux-seriously at the keyboard. "Yes, unless you're teaching Old MacDonald Had a Farm, I can see how that would be problematic," he said, trying his best not to sound like he was making a joke.

"I'm Joseph!" he supplied, offering a glitter-covered hand for shaking. "Let's get this to Wiseacre's, then!"

Again with the hand wiping? Heath watched, mildly curious, as the other man cleaned his hands and pocketed the cloth. Maybe he was a germaphobe or something? Never mind, he supposed it didn’t matter. Besides, he had bigger riddles to solve, like how to get this stupid keyboard to stop making animal noises before his class began!

He actually did chuckle at the mention of Old MacDonald Had a Farm. Joke or not, it was true! “That can be my backup lesson plan if I can’t get this thing fixed in time!” he replied with a smile. He was only half-joking. If there was one thing he’d learned from his years of acting experience, it was how to think on his feet!

“Nice to meet you,” Heath replied, shaking the other man’s hand. His hand came away with a sparse covering of glitter. Well, that explained the hand wiping, but where did all that glitter come from? “What’s with the glitter?” he blurted out. Oops, did he say that out loud? He shook his head, picking up one end of the keyboard. “Never mind. I’ve got this end. Can you get the other one?”

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