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Originally Posted by
BanaBatGirl 
"Mr. Karsten," Bunbury raised a brow at the young Slytherin. "My name is PROFESSOR BunBURY, thank you. And yes, the weather is perfect at this time of night..."
Mr. Karsten?! Who did this woman think she was--A PROFESSOR? Oh wait...
Only one side of her face was visible to him, from the candles, so she looked PRETTY creeeepy in his opinion. BunBURY? Oh why did they still have to stick to the foooormal way of addressing these people. It was a PARTY.
"Yeah, but 'bury' is SUCH a negative word. That's like... burying a bun. Bun-burying is naughty naughty, professor. I'll get some food now." He left the professor and went towards the foood table, maybe she even had buns. But would he bury it? NOPE. Maybe
she would with that last name of hers.
He reached out for a drink and some snaacks. MIDNIGHT SNACKS WERE AWESOME.