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[indiefolk]

I can kind of see why the school won't get us a functional internet connection out here. We'd lose our fucking minds.

[Warded against prefects/HG/HB, with the exception of Quinn, Jesse, Katya & Ree.]

Parent-Teacher Conference is coming up, and we're all feeling it. So. Anyone want to go camping?

There's a little gully in the woods between Azurcrest and the Sorting Cave. It's close to the trail, so it won't be in the backwoods or anything. We can just cast some silencing charms and Covington won't hear us even if he's out mysteriously patrolling the trails like he does sometimes. I can get those warmed tents we used at the last Grotto party, and we'll be so close we can just sneak back to our cabins in the morning.

We can all toast to the dread of being reunited with our loving families. Or whatever. How does Thursday night sound?

Oh, I just warded this against most of the prefects and our HG/HB. If there's someone you think needs to be in here who isn't, then let me know.

Comments

Ward.

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2 on the Snark Scale.

Ward.

[untarnish]

Maybe it was friendly concern.

Ward.

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Nah.

Ward.

[untarnish]

Are you a legilimens, Jonathan?

Ward.

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I don't have to be.

Ward.

[untarnish]

I doubt it's worth my time to try and change your mind, then.

Ward.

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Almost never.

Ward.

[untarnish]

Then I suppose I have nothing to do but look forward to your judgement.

Ward.

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You won't be disappointed.

Ward.

[untarnish]

You know me so well.

Ward.

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How's your cat?

Ward.

[untarnish]

She doesn't much care for this weather.

How's your hedgehog?

Ward.

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Still an attention whore.

Ward.

[untarnish]

At least that's an endearing quality on a hedgehog.

Ward.

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Maybe if he could get his prickles under control.

Ward.

[untarnish]

But that's his other most endearing quality.

Ward.

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Love hurts.

Personally, though, I prefer his waddle.

Ward.

[untarnish]

We're all allowed our preferences.

Ward.

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His weird baby snore.

Ward.

[untarnish]

Now your affection sounds nearly motherly.

Ward.

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His grubby paw handlets.

Ward.

[untarnish]

That, I don't know how to classify.

Ward.

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Just too delightful.

Wilde

[orangepip]

Thanks?.

Pippa

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Yeah.