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[Reece]

I'm going to go out on a limb and assume that your day's gone a bit insane and pear shaped on you. Just going by the sudden uptick in recreational punching. And the apparent amnesia-thing.

Do you need anything?

Or ~~Scheiße.~~ Or it's entirely possible that you have no idea who this is? In which case, my apologies. Please disregard.

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I wouldn't count her out yet. I've seen her play Quidditch.

Yeah, but I'm the Beater.

And my dad can bench press over 500 pounds. If I can't handle 100 pounds of Sophomore, I'm a disgrace.

But how much can you bench press?

Edited (i might be drunk sorry :*) 2017-04-09 05:04 (UTC)

Little bit over 100?

Edited (why would anyone be sorry about that?) 2017-04-09 05:11 (UTC)

So just enough.

Barely scraping by.

Going to have to hit the gym before the next quarantine.

You might have to pick up Sy or Reid next time.

And they're both way more likely to be uncooperative than Ana.

Speaking of which, I should probably track down the Stokers. Wish me luck.

The universe owes you for your service.

Let me know if you need backup. Because Ana's an angel and Jeffy's got her the rest of the way.

I think I'll be okay. [...] But after everyone's in quarantine maybe we can hang out?

Definitely. Sounds like a plan to me.

Edited (you have no idea how hard bash was pushing for a response of: love in the time of cholera) 2017-04-09 12:32 (UTC)

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