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[Warded to Robin]

You going to that feel good party Diego's hosting for the anonymous post?

[Warded to Rosy]

Hey.

[warded to Ty]

Dude there was a fucking flash mob today, and nobody told me?

[Warded to Quinn's closest friends: Jesse, Rafael, Leo, Ty, Senior Azurcrest Ladies*]

So. Who's gonna stage a sweater intervention and talk Quinn into donating literally every sweater she's ever owned to Merrill's drop box for this great cause?

* If you're a close friend of Quinn's and I forgot you because this isn't my character, just assume you're also in this ward

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Dude if it was all the time, I would've had to sit you down and have a talk with you by now. But I get it. After we learned about Voldemort, I had nightmares for a month straight. [...] I mean, I guess by then you probably already knew about Voldemort, but he was like a modern fucking Hitler when I learned about him. It was a bit of a mind fuck. I've never been so traumatized by history in my life.

[...]

I won't tell him, because everybody's always dumping their problems on him. But if it gets worse, you can tell me and we can figure it out.

[...]

I mean and I'll probably also notice. But I'm asking you to tell me.

[...] Everyone had nightmares over that, dude. But message received. I'll tell you if it gets bad and you'll tell me if it gets bad.

[...]

Thanks, Chris.

So, how come the squirrel never gets an invite to this afternoon nap cuddle pile, huh?

[...] I thought it was just me. Universal nightmares make me feel better. But yeah. No problem, buddy. I'll tell you.

[...]

Does the squirrel wanna take an afternoon nap with us tomorrow, Ty? Like after quidditch practice?