When's nose wrinkled up at the mention of NEWTS. "Next... year," she said, her tone completely horrified. "Patrick, Patrick, Patrick." Whende replied for him, thoroughly enjoying herself. It was a nice name to say.
"Oh. Of course. I'm sorry, neck." She had no way of warming it up either. Of course, she could take her hand from his. Or use the hand wrapped behind her back. So she sighed, as if it were some sort of absolutely awful thing, and put her head back where it had been. She rubbed it back and forth, grinning. "The power of friction," Whende explained.
"Animal Farm? What's an animal farm? Like with pigs and that?" She paused to think. "Any story."
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"I'm sure you could purchase him somewhere."
She loves to [laugh][sing][move][groove]
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