 The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas.
Emily walked back into the office, her eyes searching for something she had forgotten the last time. It had to be here somewhere, and if she didn't find it then she'd be in huge trouble with her 3 year old son. His little stuffed train meant the world to him and if she lost it well she didn't want to know the concenquences.
Sighing she opened her drawers and rummaged through them, her eyes searching as her fingers danced around the mirad of papers. "Aha!" She shouted, blushing once she realized where she was and grinned, holding up the damaged looking stuffed train. With a flick of her wand she fixed the rips and tears before carefully placing it back in her bag.
With the crisis averted, she then went andsat down, gazing at the empty desk. Man would anything show up for her area? She needed something or elseshe'd make her own excitment.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAH ARI!!!
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