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"Die?" Jake asked, tilting his head at Wesley and fighting off another twitch. "No... I don't plan on it... not today, anyway," he added, studying Wesley's face closely. She was kind of... tense. Like, how did she make that link? "It's just an allergy, the twitches are large bursts of energy instead of the usual sustained ones... they help," Jake explained, looking around him for some kind of distraction to talk about.
When he couldn't find one, Jake sank to the ground, exhausted, sitting cross-legged. He patted the place beside him as an invite to Wesley and smiled. "So... how have you been?"
The term was almost over and Marcus Lawson, definitely needed a holiday. He'd almost drowned saving house elves and students from the floods and was contaminated by the water, then he saved the groundskeeper from drowning and then to top it off he was stabbed in the shoulder with a Trident of all things.
With his hands shoved deep in pockets, he strolled down to the camp out and paused as he let his eyes scan the crowd of students. It was at that moment he heard the unmistakable voice of Jacob Upstead. "I certainly hope not Jake. Because if you die then who am I going to jam with?" He gave the young Huffie a gentle pat on the back and threw the girl he was talking to a warm smile. Oh it was very tempting to ask Jake, if this was his girlfriend but he decided to keep his foot out of his mouth just this one time. "Looking forward to the holidays Jake?"