 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
Ah sweet. A class Fletcher was sorta good at, despite its boring factor. (No offense, professor. ;0)
After strolling into class, Fletcher paused just inside the doorway and took a good long glance around the room. He nodded to the professor and then made his way to the squishy-looking cushions on the floor. He belly flopped onto one, stretched his long legs out and stared up at the professor and the empty plates nearby. OOH were they getting FOOD today?!?!
"Sup, prooooofessa," he greeted Prof. Welton, squirming around on his cushion til he got a bit more comfortable. "What are the plates for?"
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