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[Warded EXTREMELY FUCKING PRIVATE]

ohgod oh god oh no oh fuck oh god what are they doing what is going to happen to him IS HE EXPELLED??

I KNOW HE DESERVES THIS BUT ~~I can’t be here alone~~

Oh god are they going to make mom and dad come here

I [angry scribbles followed by an ink blot that slowly spreads to about the size of a quarter]

[Warded to Sy]

I’m not yelling.

I got all of that out in private. ~~I might have accidentally ripped one of Petra’s skirts thinking it was mine.~~

But ~~where are you~~ I need you to fucking talk to me.

[Warded to Reid]

Are you with him?

[Warded to Ribbonfin Junior Girls]
I kind of made a mess of—oh god I can’t talk to anyone today what if they’re mad at me for him

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I'm not expelled.

Did you break anyone's shit? Was it Ursula's?

Oh thank fuck.

I thought Petra's clothes were mine, so...I might need to buy her a new wardrobe. But I didn't set anything on fire.

Where are you?

Man, fuck that. Davenport's clothes can burn for her being so fuckin smug about her team all the time.

The Grotto. Yeah yeah I fuckin know. But I needed to give Reid a roof to climb.

I think I've blown my cover as the calm and collected little fish. ~~I'm still shaking~~

Are you going to stay there? ~~Should I~~ ~~Can~~ I still need to go to class but I ~~need~~ want to see your dumb ass.

Can't take your prefect badge from you now, tho. Wait, can they? Shit.

Yeah. [...] You've got that gap before DADA today, right? It's gonna suck to miss it, but I'm not getting back on Duelling Club, so fuck that. Watch out if you're leaving. They're not kidding about this buddy system bullshit.

Oh I'm pretty sure they can, but ~~I dare them to~~ [...] I can blame it on Marilyn. At least Mom and Dad wouldn't know who to be disappointed in first.

I'm formulating a plan that involves colliding with a large group heading down to the lodge and getting lost at the fork to the gardens. Wish me luck not getting lost, I never go to the party place.

They can always fuckin figure out who's fucked up more. And it'll be me, definitely. Vector said she's owling Mom and Dad about this.

Shit. Don't. I'll stick my head out and go find you if I have to. I'm serious, Ro. Something... weird is going on. Vector was seriously on edge today, and not just because of me.

Fuck.

I mean. Of course they are. I just

Fuck. You think this is a Howler offense or a Personal Visit offense?

Okay, well this weird thing is going to have to fight me if it tries to mess with me right now. But I’ll keep my journal on me. And if I go missing, use our weird twin senses to find me.

Oh, wait, we don’t have those. Pretend we have them, and then use them.

Oh, they'll try for a personal visit, but fuck that. They're paranoid as shit about anyone except staff and students finding this place, especially since Chettri came here. [...] Vector said she wouldn't let them. But I'm "on my own" when it comes to Howlers.

We do have weird twin senses. Like this morning I could magically tell you'd be fuckin pissed at me. And fuckin fine, but I'm headed down the path to get you, as soon as I can get Reid to stop staring at the sky like a goddamn weirdo.

This is probably a good time to tell them I got a C on a test in Hermeticism.

So then you probably know I'm going to punch you in the face when I see you, but then after that I'm prepared to act as your damn bodyguard.

I'll see you...eventually, then.

Holy shit, a C? Fuckin tell them now, Ro, they can do double Howlers and somehow make your C sound worse than the shit I did. Me, I'm just excited that you might be FUN this year.

~~You shouldn't have to~~ Hit me with your best shot. You're the only one getting a free punch on me.

~~I don't know how it happened I st--~~ I am not joining you in Howler Hell just because I chose sleep over study. But I am getting this framed. It's my first one. What makes you think this'll make me FUN though? What if now I'm just mediocre AND uncool?

What a coincidence, my brass knuckles say BEST SHOT.

Because we're Stokers. We're never mediocre. Or whatever the shit Dad's always saying. Seriously tho, a C? Is your average an A- now??? And my prank was the shit that make you have a cabin freakout?

Just don't fuck me up too bad. I've got Quidditch practice this afternoon.

I thought Dad always said, "Stand up straight, slouching isn't attractive."

Wait, no, that's Mom.

But seriously, ~~it's 3.85 which yeah is technically an A- but~~ screw my GPA, I freaked out because people were saying you'd been suspended or expelled you jackass, and Chloe was not helping so I threw a pillow at her head and told her to fuck off and it all kind of spiraled from there. Because you are not allowed to go back to California without me. ~~You'll do something stupid and I'll never see you again.~~ It's too early in the year to be giving me heart attacks, Sy.

I can't believe you still get to do Quidditch. [...] You upset Azurcrests. That's almost like upsetting royalty.

Yeah, things get dramatic as fuck in this school, huh? I just needed to clear my head, that's all, and by the time I heard everyone thought I'd been expelled, you'd already toasted Davenport's wardrobe. Shit. It wasn't supposed to get so fuckin out of control. I just wanted to scare some people, with it being Halloween and all, but I guess I should've saved chasing people after I did the shit with the red paint messages and hanging a body in the tree? Whatever. I kinda wasn't thinking last night. Or like, at all this month, if I listen to Vector.

But I wouldn't. Alright? I wouldn't leave you.

If anyone's royalty in this school, it's Coppertale, Ro. Azurcrests just get away with shit all the fuckin time because no one wants to tell them no in case they freak the fuck out. Which... shit. OK. Fuck Azurcrest. But I turned myself in, so whatever. Everyone needs to get over it.

Okay, no, you were clearly thinking, but just about the wrong things. Red paint and bodies hanging from the tree? How much work did you put into this prank? Is this why you didn't have time for your Transfiguration essay?

I know. I knew then, too, I just--forgot. For a second.

They'll get over it, but it'll take a minute. Or a lot of minutes. Probably not until after we lose the buddy system. And I'll still be mad at you until these extra night rounds I signed up for are over with.

I... yeah. I mean I also kinda broke into Event Committee's closet that night to steal something for a fake body, so I needed a quick alibi? I told Reid to wait in the library while I stashed these props into an empty classroom and he was like whatever. You know Reid.

~~Not that I'd blame you for wishing I~~ Sometimes I fuckin forget too, but I couldn't ~~I wouldn't know what to do without you~~ Yeah.

Shit, that's still going on? Kind of overkill, isn't it?

~~For--goddammit Sylvester,~~ ~~is EVERY SINGLE MYSTERY CRIME in this school you~~ ~~why are you STEALING THINGS~~ No, no, I'm saving this anger for physical violence, I can't waste it on words.

~~You know I wouldn't~~ ~~I've thought about it but~~ ~~I don't even know who I am without you~~ Yeah.

I'm pretty sure Maggie just hates me, so she's giving them to me anyway. And I smile and accept them and make her hate me even more.

Yeah. He's here.

Guess he's talking to you now.

Okay. ~~How i~~ ~~Is h~~ ~~UGH YOU'RE REID WHAT DO YOU EVEN KNOW~~

Just--don't let anyone kill him.

I've got his back.

I don't think we're going to class today.

Thanks.

I'll give you all the notes you won't use.

Nothing to thank me for. He's... you know. You're my friends.

I'll use them a little. They'll be better than the ones I'd've taken.

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