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grangerfan8 
Smirking she tied her three letters to the young owl and watched it fly off. Turning back to Allison she crossed her arms and shook her head at her friend. Did she really think that Arya would believe that lie.
"Great, I bet she'll be proud that your on the reserve. But don't try to distract me..."Her smirk grew bigger as she steped closer to her best friend.
"...Were going to the kitchen since your obviously not well, and were gonna get some soup and tea. Then you can go back to your tower to get some sleep!"She said the last part cheerfully as she intertwinded her arm with Allison's, giving her a look that dared her to disagree.
In the back of her head, Allison perfectly knew that Arya was right. However like all sick people she was too stubborn to admit to anything. Frowning she felt herself lifted from the floor and once again the world seemed to disappear from beneath her feet. Torn between fighting Arya over the
obvious, that she was not sick, and trying to gain her balance, Allison opted for the latter. Mumbling of unfairness and the hopes of fainting when she reached the kitchens to scare Arya silly Allison followed her friend out of the owlery. Then again the only reason she didn't retort something outloud was because she knew that in her physical condition she could never outrun Arya.
(Ooc: last post til a while.
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