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[theshabbiestofmen]

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text; never 4 u

[theshabbiestofmen]

!!!
YES
please

thank you
yes
where shall I meet you

text; ahuehuehue

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My room!

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[He gets there in record time, skidding impatiently to a stop in front of her door-- and that's a little gluttonous, but man, chocolate, he hasn't had chocolate in ages and ages and oh, god, how he misses it--]

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[ how did-

she wasn't actually expecting him right away, but it's more than alright, seeing as she's just lounging on her bed reading the new book she got in her locker. and no, she has no real interest in Animagus training, but. well. if the locker is going to give her books, she's going to read the heck out of them.

still, she hears him stop outside her door and she knows, she just knows without even actually checking first that it's him. a few seconds later she's rolling off of her bed, pushing at the door panel absently until it opens.

no hello, not just yet, because first: ]

Promise me one thing?

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[theshabbiestofmen]

Er-- yes? Anything.

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Just- Don't eat them all at once.

[ she steps back from the door then, which leaves him a pretty clear path to the spare bed in her room, where all of her new things are just sort of sitting there. the booze, the pile of chocolate frogs, the vile of- whatever that potion is. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He laughs and shakes his head.]

I won't. Promise. Oh, you got a lot-- what's that?

[He nods toward the potion. It smells repulsive, whatever it is, and he covers his nose.]

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I don't know. [ she sounds half impressed, half put-off, which is a weird combo, but there's that. which is directed at the potion itself, not the fact that Remus can apparently smell it much more than she can. the aroma of ..whatever it is is only faint to her, while he's covering his nose. interesting. ]

It doesn't look familiar, and I can't imagine why the ship would want me to have it. If I had my cauldron I would try to test it, but it's still sealed for a reason. I'd rather not risk it if it's something dangerous.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Mm. No kidding-- ugh, it smells vile--

[But he edges forward, trying to get a look at it.]

Can you think of anything you've done that the ship might want to send you something? Perhaps it's significant.