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Clifford had lost count of how many times he'd been to visit Thing now, he TRIED to visit on a regular basis.. but that wasn't really easy what with the TON of homework they'd been getting lately, plus Quidditch practice and atop all of that, prefect duties too.
Whoa... this had DEFFO been one of his busiest terms yet.
"Heeeeey, Thing." Clifford said, kneeling down next to the kneazles cage and poking a finger inside. Thing sniffed at his finger before giving in an affectionate nibble and chuckling, Clifford let the kitty out. He didn't like cats.. or kneazles.. but this little fella had certainly grown on him.
He'd brought his nifty coloured inks with him this time, and planned on doing a niiice drawing to hand in along with his journal. Hehe. Not bothered about the dirty floor, Clifford sat crossed legged and opened Thing's age door, popping a hicken leg he'd remembered to bring along in there. "Now, you gotta stay still alright?" He told the kneazle, pulling out a piece of parchment and setting to work.
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