A glitter trail, she was leaving a PINK glitter trail. Wasn't this epic? Savannah Conrad thought it was but then again ANYTHING that involved glitter was epic to her. Her blonde mane was as large as ever and her pygmy puff was just chilling on her shoulder and squealing like it always did. Oh course SHE had to pick the loudest pygmy puff of them all. SNORT.

The squealing wasn't the weird thing about the pygmy puff though, the weird thing was the fact that it was a giant fluff ball of pink....sparkles? Yeah, that's right, SPARKLES. Her pygmy puff was sparkly. Did it mind it that much? Eh, not really unless the squealing was it's way of saying "GET THIS GLITTER OFF ME!"

Hehhhh. Right, to the common room. The blonde kept walking, a tiny hint of a smirk on her face. Why was she smirking? No idea, she had actually had quite a craptastic few days.