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Vinegar Tom 
A small sigh emitted from his thin lips as Chaucer became convinced that Audio had not noticed the state of his handwear. "Fourth year, fourth year. You are seventh already? Marvy - I bunk beside a man then! I don't think that I come off as a mere fourth though, at least I'm fairly sure - though I use my own qualifications for that. I'm not one of the wide-eyed, spritely little things that run around here. I try to be a realist, for I know the value in it." This latter bit he said with a bit more of a drawl than he would have normally used. With the intention to impress the older boy, he effectively decided to omit the fact that he was prone to great flights of fancy at any given time.
He let out a light chuckle as he moved up more on his bed, letting his back rest against the wall and his feet come up over his covers. He looked over at Chaucer, smiling lightly. "Yeah, I can see that. I actually expected you to say sixth year at least. Even with your looks you look more mature." he said, not sure if that sounded odd or not.
He looked away for a moment before speaking again, "I'm grateful though. I don't know if I could stand living next to some of the other fourth years in this house."